Electrifying

Hi. My name is Electra Peirce. My parents died in a shootout when I was five and I was adopted by Robert and Amelia Peirce;My birth parents best friends. I now have two older brothers and an older sister. Michel, Evan and Delilah. We were a happy family and lived in Malibu, California. I have always been considered the baby of the family and the spoiled one. I guess it’s true. I have everything I’ve ever wanted. Including my new puppy Cloud. She’s a Siberian husky. But the story isn’t just about me. It’s about us. About Ian and I...I remember it so clearly. It was just a normal day of school. Well that’s how it started.

My best friend Zena had just finished handing in her paper late…again…as she smiled at our teacher Mr. Jamestone. He was only twenty-four but he already had his degree and his career set ahead for him. He was also handsome and from the answer he gave to one of the girls in class in the beginning of the year he was single. He had brown hair and hazel eyes. He always wore jeans or suit pants and button down shirts unless it was a spirit day.

“Thank you Miss London,” Mr. Jamestone smiled as he put the paper in his draw.

“Anything for you, sir “Zena said flirtatiously.

She was wearing her favorite jean skirt and black strapless shirt with her Prada heels. She sat next to me and grinned. She had green eyes and blonde hair with brown highlights. Today she wore her hair straight and pulled back.

“Mum. Mr. Jamestone is just so....yummy!” she said as she bit the end of her pencil. “Do you think he wears boxers or briefs?”

“Zena!” I scolded at her perverted thoughts.

“What I was only asking a simple question. Shish don’t get your panties in a bunch.” she turned around and faced the board and began writing down the notes.

I rolled my eyes and did the same.

The bell had rung and Zena and I packed up to go to lunch.

“Um Electra, I’ll meet you in the cafeteria.”

I raised an eyebrow “You’re not coming?”

“I said I’d meet u there...”

I sighed at my best friend, shook my head and headed for lunch.

The end of the day came quick and I was glad it did. Zena, her twin sister, Ziva and I would usually meet up in front of the school when the day was over. But instead Zena sent a text to us both saying she was staying after school to “study and gain some extra credit”. Ziva and I both rolled ours because we knew just what she was up to.

Instead of going to the ice-cream shop down the short way home like always, we took a detour to try out the new smoothie place. When we got inside, Ziva immediately ran to the counter and ordered her smoothie. I followed after slowly and scanned the menu. I made my order and smiled as I paid. The smoothie was thick just the way I like it. When I sipped it, it was like something cold and great exploded in my mouth and touched my taste buds. I loved it.

Ziva and I sat and talked as we drank. She called Zena several times to see if she wanted one for home but got no answer.

“Ugh. I can’t believe her!” Zena shouted.

“Zena, will be Zena,” I told her as I kept trying to get the last little bit of my smoothie from the bottom.

Ziva and Zena looked exactly alike. But the difference is the way they dress and act. Zena acts like a slut. But hey, I’ve already said it to her face. Honesty is the best policy is what I was always taught. Ziva is more of the sporty type of girl. That’s how we connected after meeting through Zena. We both love sports. Some weekends when I spend the night we watch the games. Sometimes we watch WWE, UFC and MMA also because we love all the acting and some of the moves that are done and just the fighting. Zena watches sometimes with us unless she’s shopping for new boots for all of us online.