Thea is the average girl.
But somehow people find her so different.
People like to pick on her because she doesn't like to speak.
She doesn't like people
She would much rather just stay in her room all day and chill.
Her mum is dead and her father is always on business trips so he's never home. They live in the woods, far away from everyone.
She gets a rather friendly neighbor who thinks that her silence speaks very loudly.
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So I decided to write a new story! Dedicated to my favorite author ever!!! There will be very slow and short chapters. Sorry!-Stormie
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Sorry if it's not that good. I'm not a good writer so I don't know what else to say! Enjoy
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"Dad!!!!! We need more juice Jammers!!" I screamed throughout the rather large, more like huge house only to get no response.
"Where the hell are you?" I mumbled walking downstairs from my room and into the kitchen,finding a note lying on the counter.
Dear Thea,
I have a business trip to go on and I won't be back for a week or two. I'll miss you!
Love,Dad. <3 xxx
"Well fine! I don't need you. I have Ramon noodles!" I said proudly. I shouldn't be proud of that though.
"I'm still here,sweetie" A voice that I could recognize from anywhere said startling me.
"Oohhhh" I dragged out the word. I didn't know he was still here, since he didn't respond to my juice plead. I love my juice and he knew that so how dare he. That peasant!
"There's 500 in the safe if you need anything. You know the combo" He said, getting ready to take a sip out of whatever the heck he was drinking. I assumed it was coffee.I breathed in the air and turned around to find the coffee pot on. Yup. It was coffee.
"I want some coffee!!!" I yelled. I don't know why I was so hyper at home but, always so shy around people. Lord, help me.
"You don't need any,princess." Dad added. Well,wasn't someone treating me like a 12 year old!
"I'm 17! I should be allowed to drink coffee." I demanded.
"Daughter,please. Your lucky I'm letting you drive." He retorted. I giggled at his fail of saying "Bitch,please." In a more nice manner.
"Dad,I know what sex is. I think I'm allowed to drive" I rolled my eyes with my hand on my hip.
"That's because I didn't block the Discovery Channel." He mumbled and walked out of the kitchen.
I burst into a fit of laughter. Dad usually says things like that but it's always something new so it's funny.
My Father didn't really mind me driving. He just didn't like me to drive because my Mum was in an accident 3 months back. She was thrown out of her car going around a curve on an mountain.
They still haven't found her body which I thought was quiet odd but eh!
It surprised me how quickly Dad moved on and I'm just trying to forgot about it because my Mum was never there for me and she always did drugs and cheated so I guess that's why Dad moved on so easily!
I walked up to my room and shut the door behind me as soon as I got in.
"Hmm! Where are they?" I asked,searching through my drawers and my closet. I couldn't find them anywhere! They had to be here! I washed them last night!
"Found em'!!!!!!!" I screamed alittle too loudly for my own comfort. I held up my Cookie Monster footie pajamas. My Dad had a point for treating me like a kid. I basically was one. I acted like a kid so much and honestly I think I have ADD or ADHD. I'll have to go check one day,eh.
I got out my phone,put it in the stereo thingy, and blasted "We can't stop" by Miley Cyrus and turned it up so it was blasting through the whole house.
"SO LA DA DA DI! WE LIKE TO PARTY!"I screamed and ran down the stairs in my pimp pajamas. This is what you call "thug life" my dear friend!
"DANCING WITH THEA!! DOING WHATEVER WE WANT!" I jumped down off the bottom step and started doing a weird little dance.
"SHAKING IT LIKE WE'RE AT A STRIP CLUB!!" I sang loudly,skipping the other parts and shaking my whole body.
I paused in the middle of my dance making a pose.I heard a knock on the door. "Who in the hell is that!?" I mumbled. Dad already left.....We live in the middle of nowhere and it takes like 2 miles to get to a road leading to the main road.
I grabbed the cool remote and motioned it to my room,turning off the music and running over to the door.
I opened it up with a face that could kill a thousand men...If looks could kill. I wish they could. I could kill bitches with my imaginary laser power! Pew pew pew bitches!!
"Helloooo there" A lad with piercing and almost a thousand tattoos said to me. He was examining my comfy and large pimp pajamas.
"Do you need something? You interrupted the party between me and my fridge. Also my music and I don't think you were invited so why you knocking on my door?" I said with alittle attitude but no emotion on my face.
"I'm your new neighbor!" He chirped happily. What? We were the only people out here!
"Are you on crack?" I said,tilting my head to the side.
"No" He chuckled. Why is he laughing? I was serious!
"I live down the road! In the place were the large empty field was!" He noted,noticing my confusion. I remembered that field! I guess I never took notice that they built some probably shitty house there.
"Okie,well bye!" I said slamming the door but he caught it with his foot. Damn it to hell!
"Who are you,love? You should be friendly to your neighbors! You should know that" He smirked. I would smack that smirk off his face! Damn! Where did my confidence come from!?
"I'm Thea. You?" I said,still having no emotion.
"Oh! I'm Harry." He winked and walked off my porch. What in the hell!?
This boy was on crack!!
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Eh! I had fun writing it!-Stormie
