Eve's POV:
I wake up on a beautiful Friday morning to the fucking annoying buzzing of my phone. "What?" I snap, I'm already in a pissing mood. Who the hell is calling this early?
"Well hello to you too…" It's Grace.
"Grace. I love you, but I'm sleeping. I'll call you in an hour." I pout.
"Nooooo..." She wines, but I hang up before I have to give in, my eyes drift and I'm out like a light again.
***
When I awaken for the second time, I'm much more rested and I have 13 miscalls and 50 texts. All from Grace. She's just doing this to piss me off, thank god I put my phone on silent though, otherwise I'd be so mad right now.
I don't have vocals until tonight but I do have to walk Michelle to school this morning.
"SOMETIME TODAY FREAK!" Michelle the princess yells for me. She doesn't have to leave until 7, what the hell is wrong with her? I walk downstairs as slowly as possible and come to meet with a pissed off sister.
"Well good morning lovely." I greet her sarcastically, she rolls her eyes.
"Shut up, let's go." She hisses, oh my, someone got up on the wrong side of the coffin this morning.
On our way down the street Michelle stays silent. It's times like these where I wish mum was still here, she would know what to do.
"So how's school?" I ask.
"It's summer school, Eve… How do you think it is?" She spits.
"Sorry I didn't mean to-"
"Of course you didn't…" She huffs and walks three more feet ahead of me. I stay quiet.
Mum leaving took a tole on all of us, but I think it broke Michelle just a little bit more. Ever since mum stopped loving dad, stopped loving us… Michelle's personality took a turn for the worst. It effected her attitude, her grades, her thoughts towards me, her thoughts towards dad. I just hope mum is happy. Happy with whoever she left us for, happy with that man. Happy with his son. Happy with her new family. Because we will be fine without her, just fine.
"Good luck." I smile at Michelle, she flicks me off.
"Well okay then…" I huff as I watch her walk into the school, she doesn't stop to say hi to any people. She doesn't have many friends. I'm worried about her, despite all the shit she puts me through, I let it go. Because I know she's been through worse.
***
Its 12:00am and I'm suppose to be meeting Grace for lunch, as I step outside my phone buzzes and I pick it up. It's Grace.
"Ayo bitch," She answers, wow such nice language.
Grace is a few years older than me but we both look the same age. She's 16 and I'm 14. I guess I never really liked girls my age, they were always so immature and slutty.
"Hey Grace…" I'm arguing with myself in my mind whether I should tell her about Ashton or not… But what do I say?
'Oh I met this hot guy at a club that my stupid aunt took me too, illegally, and he had to drive me home because Britt got drunk. Oh, and he works at the same place as me and basically stuck his tongue down my throat...'
Fuck.
"Hold on, I'm on my way to pick you up." She says, her voice more normal and less jokey. Grace is always trying to set me up with boys, everywhere we go she always points out cute guys and says. 'Oooh Eve look! He's cute, go get his number.' But I'm just way too shy to talk to them. I wish I was more like Grace, where I could just walk up to anyone and everyone and tell them my life story. Grace always gets the guys, sometimes I feel like the ugly friend.
