Living with the enemy

Chapter 1

Adriana p . o . v

" Fuck", I said burning my hand while trying to cook. I'm not really good with food actually I'm quite bad with cooking. The worst in the world, its not my fault I'm not.

I'm Adriana Jones the bad girl in school, I'm the mean and kind of nice at the same time. I'm 17 which means its my last year of high school , I can't wait to leave, so I could do stuff without worrying about what mommy and daddy might say. They are just always on my case which is constantly annoying.

I hate people who are cocky about themselves just like Brian, the man slut and bad guy of the school. His a jackass and his heartless . He Fuck girls then ditch them, his badder than me and his richer than my family. My family are millionaire's while they are billionaires. He might be stinking hot but I think his dumbass made him ugly, his arrogant and he thinks he owns the fucking world, I hate him with such a passion.

" ADRIANA"! I heard my mom yell, shit she's pissed.

" In the kitchen", I yell. I heard fast footsteps heading towards the direction I'm at.

" What did you do "? She asked, her voice evident with fury, she's mad about something that's it, but what? What did I do think Adriana, think.

" Nothing mom ". I couldn't come up with anything, did I do something? Or is she trying to find out if I did something?

" Is glueing the principal chair nothing ". Ah that's it.

" That wasn't mu-" she cut me off.

" I've had it with you, we can't leave you to be responsible on your own, that's it your going to live with my friend till you go to collage."

"But mom -"

" No buts your going tonight now go pack".

I huff then turn on my heels, I've done much worse than this but she decides to get me away with a simple glue trick.

Signing I start packing with music playing. By the time I'm done I take a shower, then wore tight black jeans with a white shirt written blah on it and my black and white cardican. Tiring my blonde hair in a messy burn then applying light makeup on my face, I don't like those make up that will later on make me look like barbie dolls. I took my brown timberlands. Frowning I took a moment to look at my room, I've always loved hanging inside my room but who wouldn't right.

" Honey its time to go", I heard my mom yell. I sighed calling for our Bartley to come pick up my bags.

" Cheer up honey, it will only be for 5 months". My mom said once my dad started driving. My dad gave me the cold shoulder when I greeted him guess his mad. I sighed plugging on my ear phones , I started listening to Lorde .

After minutes of looking outside the window and letting my mind wonder off to dream land I heard my mom say we are here. My jar dropped I couldn't believe the house it looked absolutely wonderful like wow.

My house was big, but this house was bigger. They are loaded, which I'm greatful for. My mom has a friend who's not so fortunate with nice things, so I thought she was taking me there. Now I know she's not.

When I got out I saw a woman who must be in her late forties , standing by the door. I'm guessing she's the wife , with the clothes she's wearing. They looked expensive, her skin looked flawless and rich, her hair looked beautiful it was shinning like gold, her hair was blonde with gold like ends.

" Melissa ". I heard my mom say.

" Bella". Melissa said.

" It's been a while", my mom said

" Yes it has " , Melissa said

" Oh this is my daughter Adriana ", my mom said.

" Oh she's a beauty, I'm Mrs Coltan ".

I blushed then nooded, not quite getting what she was saying after she said I was a beauty.

We entered her huge house, it looked like it belonged to a village, it was beautiful it big over the top big.

" Brian get down , their here". I heard Mrs coltan say. Wait did she say Brian? She's Mrs Colton meaning Brian is her son. The guy I hate with such a passion.
I'm going to be living in the same roof as him? Oh shit kill me now.

Brian ' p . o . v

" Brian get down, they're here", I heard my mom yell. Some chick was moving in with us, i found out she was in the same grade as I. I just hope she's bangable I could use a sex slave right now .

Rushing downstairs , to see if she's hot, I run like a cheetah , yeah not really. I stop and look at the chick, only to see that she is bangable, but I she is the one chick I despise, I'm going to live with that? Fuck kill me now.

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