high school; jfg

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read the a/n at the end please!

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*DECEMBER*

My favorite time of the year. I hate hot weather, cold weather is my favorite, plus I can dress cute without people asking why I am.

A lot has happened in two months. My dad came back three days after homecoming with a new wife, they got married in November. She's nice but she will never be my actual mom.

"Mahlia, you need to get up." Rachel said while peeking into my room.

"I am up." I say. I've been up since 5:30.

"No, I need you to be standing up and getting in the shower." This is one thing I hate about Rachel. She thinks she runs shit.

I groan and stand up.

"Is this up enough fo you?" I ask her while rolling my eyes.

"Yes." She walks into my room and walks to my closet.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask her.

"Oh, I'm picking out your outfit." She says casually.

"The hell you are? You got me fucked up, Rachel get out." I say. She sighs and gasps.

"Why do you have condoms in here!?" I roll my eyes.

"Just in case." I say with a smirk.

"Have you?" She asks.

"Yes, what the hell." I say while laughing. She rolls her eyes and leaves my room.

"Finally." I mumble before walking into the bathroom and turning on the shower. I took off my clothes and stepped in. I washed my hair and body and got out. I grabbed a towel and dried off. I walked in my room and saw clothes laid out on my bed. I chuckled.

"She didn't do too bad." I mumble. I throw on my black bra and underwear. I put the white jeans on and put the flannel on. I grab my blue LA hat. I choose my white air forces and walk into my bathroom. I do my makeup and quickly straighten my hair.

I put the hat back on and walked downstairs. I walk in the living room and see Jack talking to my dad and Rachel.

"Oh, hey mahlia." Jack says.

"Hi." I say. I walk out of the living room and go into the kitchen. I open the fridge and great he orange juice.

"Jack, do you want some?" I ask while holding up the orange juice. He gets up and walks over to me and grabs two cups.

"Thanks buddy." I say.

"You can't friend zone me if we're together." He says.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want." I say.

"No you can't." He says. I grab a knife out of the holder and point it at him.

"If I want to stab you, I will." I say and put it back. He chuckles and pours me some orange juice.

"Thanks, you're a good friend." I say.

"Yeah, thanks." He says while taking my cup from me and taking sip.

"I want to throw up." I say.

"She hates when people drink off of her." My dad says. He laughs.

"You're so dumb, I honestly hate you." I say. He laughs again and kisses me.

"We have to go to school." Jack says while pulling away. I groan.

"Bye Rachel, by dad, we're going to hell!" I say with a fake smile.