Tanner,tell me no lies (Triple Trouble Series)

Interesting Specimen

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chapter 3-interesting specimen.

Petal's POV

 I walked into my sanctuary laughing—more like cackling—hugging my skull, Freddie to my chest. I stripped down to my birthday suit and went for my morning shower. It was Monday again, the worst day of the week. I had to go the  Social Network of teenagers, aka school. My sisters and I are the badasses of our school, Beverly hills high. Unique isn’t it? I live in Beverly hills so you could say we were rich. Practically millionaires.

‘If I’m a bad person, you don’t like me. Well I guess I’ll make my own way. It’s a cir—’ I was singing along to Paramore’s ignorance when the water turned scalding hot.

“Ahh!”I let out a string of profanities.” What the hell?!

That’s for stealing your sisters make up!” My brother Derek yelled over the music.

“I’ll get you back for this!”I vowed.

“You can try!” He laughed.

I slid down the railing and into the kitchen. I was dressed in my fav. tight, black top that said ‘Bitch-B-Gone’--It come’s in handy sometimes. And my black skinny jeans with strappy heels along with my choker that covered my black rose tattoo. As you can see I love black. I had put on a great amount of mascara and some clear lip gloss. Not because I was emo it meant that I couldn’t dress sexy. And man, was I hot!

After breakfast I rode to school on my baby.He was a red Honda CBX 1 0 0 0 KAWASAKI Z1-R 1000.The latest prototype. I pulled my helmet off and shook out my long, curly brown hair. I was thinking of dyeing it black but decided against it.My natural hair looks better.Oh and by the way, I’m Brazilian, hence the rocking bod.

Entering the school I was bombarded by the worst thing imaginable….A herd of fake blonde, pink wearing….BARBIES!

“Didn’t I tell you not to come back with that fashion mishap you have around your neck,freak?” The head Barbie, Britney said.

“Read the shirt.”She stared at it for a moment but didn’t reply.”Oh my bad,”I faked sincerity.”It says Bitch-B-Gone.So go on, be gone.” She gasped and narrowed her eyes at me.

“Listen you—“I pushed her out of my way and walked into the school.

At my locker I took my books for my second period.My first was homeroom.My locker slammed shut nearly taking my hand with it.I turned to glare at the person responsible but then my gaze softened as I realized it was my best friend scar—his actual name is Hayden but he prefers scar.He pulled me into a hug then ruffled my head.

“How’s my favorite little trouble maker?” he asked,smiling down at me.

“Better now that you’re here.”I flirted.It was something we did all the time, but we never dated. It was fun to do.

He placed a hand on my waist and leaned in to whisper. “So what do you have planned for us today?”

“C’mon let’s go to homeroom.” I said with my hands on his chest.

“Why? The bell hasn’t rung yet.”He raised an eyebrow.

“Exactly.” I winked at him over my shoulder.I turned front and swayed my hips as I continued on my walk to our homeroom.

I sat in back of the class patiently for my name to be called. Everyone burst into hysterical laughter. Mr.Lanter stood before us with a patch in the center of his head. The rest of it was hanging off the fishing hook I hung over the door.