"Come on, girls!" I heard my mom scream from downstairs. She thought I was up and getting ready. She motherfucking thought! I'm still laid back in bed. I heard footsteps coming and I knew it was my mom. Oh lord, she's about to start running her mouth.
"I should've known you were still in bed." She said flicking the light switch on. I pulled the cover over my head.
"Wake your ass up." My mom said.
"I'm good." I said. She went through my closet.
"I don't want you dressing how you always dress. You have to look nice... and so far, I don't see any nice appropriate clothes." She said moving cut off shirts and shirts that said bad stuff to the other side of the closet. She searched for awhile.
"Oh my goodness! This is ridiculous! You don't have any nice clothes!" She said. "Oh well I guess you're gonna have to wear this." She said raising a white blouse.
"It's too plain though. We're gonna have to add outerwear and accessories to jazz it up." My mom said. My mom is 39 and a professional fashion designer. She's done projects with Chanel, Beyoncé, Jay-Z, Kanye West, Michael Kors, and more. She stepped out of my room for a few and this is a perfect opportunity for me to go night-night.
"Ok. This fringe cape is perfect with this." She said spreading the clothes out on my king size bed. "Oooo! Where are those 200 dollar sandals I bought you?" She said.
"Can I just wear my Air Force 1s." I asked.
"Those cheap 115 dollar Nike shoes? I don't think so." She said. I pointed in my closet to the sandals and she grabbed them and put them towards the outfit. She looked around my room and found my white Chanel cross body that was on my couch and put it on top of my shirt.
"Perfect!!!!!" She squealed, "Now find you some light skinny blue jeans. I gotta go pick Cris out something to wear cause unfortunately yall have the same style." She said leaving my room but she stepped back in and walked to the side of my bed.
"If you have any problems with your dad, just call me."
"I won't mom"
"Um,Erin, you will have some problems. Trust me"
"If my dad can't accept who I am, that's his problem"
"Erin-" I cut her off before she got a second word in
"Mom" I said lifting my hand "Dad cannot just come into my life and tell me what to do when he's missed 17 years and almost 18 in three months. And besides it's my body. And all my tattoos have great meanings." My mom bit her lip and looked down at my hip that was covered with my night gown but underneath the gown was a large black cheetah print hip tattoo
"What about the cheetah print hip tattoo"
"This tattoo is for you mom-"
"WHAT! How on earth am I remembered in a cheetah hip tattoo"
"Cheetahs are the strongest female animals and they take care of their kids no matter what and always show their love. And remember when your hip gave out when I was 4 years old, you were gone for a long time but you pretended every thing was the same and you didn't change one bit. Your love was still felt." I saw tears gathered in moms eyes. She pulled me in for a hug.
"The moons and planets on your feet?" She asked looking me in the eye and back down at my feet.
"Everyday waiting for my dad, the phases of the moon reminds me of waiting and waiting and it felt like he was planets away when really he was just 12 hours"
"Um well okay. Don't do drugs, no more piercings or tattoos. You're dad will freak once he sees 8 holes in each ear and a belly piercing. Don't drink.... Who am I kidding... Don't become an alcoholic, I'll say that. Be safe, use protection. And be careful and respectful." She walked out my room and I'm guessing she doesn't know about my hip and back piercings. Haha but I'm not feeling this. Not at all.
-an hour later-
I'm ready but nobody else is. I'm walking downstairs to watch tv. I plopped myself on my couch downstairs in the living room. As I reached for the remote, I heard George, my stepdad, footsteps come from my mothers and his room.
"You ready Erin Smellin?" He asked while tieing his tie looking at me. I nodded not taking my eyes off the tv.
"There's breakfast over here." He said walking to the kitchen. "You want me to make you a plate?" I heard him but I chose to ignore him.
"Erin" he said louder. "Would you like for me to make you a plate?" He asked again. I nodded. I heard some more footsteps come down the stairs. Out of nowhere I felt a wet tongue on my neck. I instantly knew it was Cris. She started to giggle and my neck flinched to the side. She walked around my chair and sat in the little space right beside me and put her legs over my thighs.
"Would you like a plate too Cris?" George asked. Me and Cris looked at each other and both started to pretend jerk off. We both started chuckling.
"Cris" George said louder. She nodded. Cris began to do more dirty stuff and we bursted out laughing every time. George placed two plates on the table in front of us. We grabbed them and and began to eat.
My other sisters came down and my mom was the last to come from her room.
"Come on" George said opening the door for us. He went to the garage and winked. He wasn't winking at me so I looked back and saw my mom behind me and Devin behind Cris. They covered our eyes.
"What's going on?" Cris said.
I heard the garage open. Mom then took her hands off my eyes. I saw a black and white Jeep Wrangler Rubicon. Me and Cris screamed at the same time and ran towards them.
"Alright, alright!" George said raising his hands, "The important question is who's is who's. Since Erin is the oldest, she will choose hers first." He said.
"You're kidding me right?" Cris said.
"I want the white!" I said jumping in the drivers seat. Cris sighed in relief.
"Good choice Erin cause I really did want the black one." She said. George dangled her keys in front of her and she grabbed them. Then mom handed me mine.
"Thanks you guys." Me and Cris said at the same time.
"This is y'all's birthday gift, you got it three months early so don't expect a lot on your actual birthdays." Mom said laughing.
"We'll go on! Devin I want you riding with Cris and Peyton riding with Erin." He said looking back and forth between us. He went inside grabbing our bags. He packed them inside.
"So are yall ready for the rules?" He said.
"Come on out." Mom said to me and Cris.
"I have a contract right here." He said holding up a piece of paper. Me and Cris sighed. "Now these rules are pretty fair." He began reading from the contract.
"One, You must tell us where you are at all times. Two, you are not allowed to have any people in these trucks unless we have met them. Three, you have to help make monthly payments for the truck-" he was cut off by Cris.
"WHAT! Yall have enough money to pay off these trucks!" She said.
"We know but we would like you two to get a j-o-b" mom said.
"Four, if an accident is to happen, you have to set aside the truck for a month until you prove you are trustworthy and responsible enough to get it back. Five, no texting or doing anything with your phone while you're in the truck. Six, do not take advantage of your sisters to make them do some that doesn't follow the rules. And now this rule is for Devin and Peyton. Do not let your little sisters do what doesn't go along with the rules because you understand how they feel when you we're their age." He held the paper and a pin in our faces and we signed.
"You done yet ?" Devin asked.
"Yeah." George said. Me and Cris hopped in our cars, rolled the windows down, and began to pull off.
"ILL BE DOWN THERE IN 3 DAYS!" Mom yelled to us and we drove down our street.
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Here is where I put links to Polyvore and show you what each character is wearing.
Erin: http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=3299028&.svc=copypaste&id=161922920
Cris: http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=3299028&.svc=copypaste&id=133724878
Devin: http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=3299028&.svc=copypaste&id=133725200
George: http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=3299028&.svc=copypaste&id=133722640
Wesley: http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=3299028&.svc=copypaste&id=133721904
Peyton: http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=3299028&.svc=copypaste&id=127050085
This is just a little collage I made of the Carter daughters (that's rhymed lol) : http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=3299028&.svc=copypaste&id=127178812
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Fine & Fearless
Romance17 year old Erin Carter has a rough past that she shares with her 2 sisters (Peyton,23, Devin, 20), fraternal twin sister (Cris), her mom ,who is a professional fashion designer, (Wesley Downs) and her step father who is the mayor of their city (Geo...
