Biker Love

One

'Indiana, if you dont get your little white ass out of bed I am sending your brother up' mom yells up to me 'You're going to be late for school'
I groan. She was right, I was white as snow and even in the sun, I couldn't tan, I just burnt and I hated it.
The dark hair doesnt help either but surprisingly, snow white isn't a common name kids call me.
They like to call me Indiana Jones more which I actually really hate.
I was shunned with my mothers tiny height and frame. I was five foot three and weighed a whole of 130 pounds.
My ass wasn't small though, it was actually a nice size and I liked it, same with my boobs.
My sister though, she was mom all over, skiny super model figure, blonde hair and the attitude too. My brother on the other hand was Dad all over except he got the blonde hair too.
I didnt really look like them but you could see we were siblings.
'I'm up' I shout back throwing the covers off me before she made good on her threat.
Much to my mothers disgust, Codi had dropped out of school and joined my grandfathers biker club. Us girls didnt get a choice and trust me, I didnt want to be a biker, how stupid.
A car is way more comfortable and warmer and safer.
I hated guns and shit like that but dad made sure to teach us how to fight and not take shit from anyone.
Everyone knew we were Davids and they soon realised not to fuck with us because we got our mother and fathers temper.
I dont like to go off and I dont do it often but when I do, you'd want to run far away because I go ape shit crazy.
Neikyler though, she has black outs and shes lethal in a fight. Tried to tell mom she was bipolar or something but she doesnt think so.
Codi can fight, its like it comes naturally to him and hes never lost a fight.
I've never been in a fist fight so far so I was lucky. Neikyler and Codi made a reputation for the family so no one messes with me.
I throw some flare jeans on and a long sleeve grey shirt before my light grey hooded vest.
Next comes my socks. February sucked.
I didnt even care, I slid my ugg boots on under my jeans and you could barely tell they were slippers.
It wasn't raining just cold so I wasn't going to ruin them like my last two pairs.
I make it down stairs and dad laughs at me. 'Oh sweet heart' he laughs.
'What?' I look down at myself. I thought I looked good.
'Your hair honey, it looks like a birds nest' mom tells me.
I screw my nose up and just throw it up in a messy bun. I didnt give a fuck how I looked.
I wasn't trying to impress anyone.
'I'll brush it later when I wash it' I shrug. My hair sucked. I couldn't brush it when it was wet or if I hadn't washed it because it just acts like wire and makes the knots worse so half the time, I dont even bother brushing it.
'Seriously? You really have no self respect' Neikyler screws her nose up in disgust at me.
'Shut up Neikyler, you should be happy shes not like you and trying to impress everything with a dick' Codi defends.
I stick my tongue out at my sister 'I do respect myself unlike you who opens her legs every weekend'
'Indi' Mom scolds. They never usually interfere with our arguements unless we say something horrible.
'I'm sorry' I tell Neikyler 'but dont take a dig at me if you can't take one back' I shrug.
'You're a spoilt fucking bitch' is all she comes back with.
'Yes because you see the amazing camera I'm always using and the brand new iPad I asked for' I roll my eyes. I wanted a camera and iPad and mom and dad say no. I dont really care honestly but I'm not spoilt and I hate it when she says I am.
She scoffs 'We all know you're the favourite'
I roll my eyes 'We all like to think we're the favourite'. I grab a banana 'Off to school, bye, love you all' I say kissing mom and dads cheek before my brother and sister even though Neikyler tries to push me away.
'I dont know why she does that, every time she leaves the damn house' of course my sister is complaining.
'Because she loves you and she doesnt want bad words to be the last between any of us if something were to happen' dad explains. He gets it.
I've always been a mommy and daddy girl and the good child. I've never smoked or done drugs, never gotten into a fight or stolen or skipped class.
I was smart and I knew it. Everyone knew it. I wasnt ashamed of that.
'Hey girl, want a lift?' I turn and see my best friend Dakota pulled up beside me.
'Hell yeah, its freezing' I jump in the car without hesitation.
'Hi Indiana' Dakota's mom smiles.
'Hi Susan' I smile back.
'So, everyone is going on about a new kid at school today' Dakota tells me in excitement.
'School hasn't even started' I frown 'How do you know this?'
'Facebook, how else' she laughs.
Of course. She was a facebook addict. Personally, i didnt care much for social media. I loved her though, even through her addiction.