I took in the deep breath at the smell of fresh hay, just letting it sink into my senses. ''Hey Ry, come on we have to go.'' My stupid ass of a brother snapping me out of my daydream. ''I dont give a fuck, I dont want to go.'' Hunter sighed and put his hand on my shoulder. ''Come on you have to.'' I nodded while getting into my jacked up silverado. Ow well let me explain whats happening. My mom wanted me to go shopping for girl clothes cause new folks are coming to town. Stupid right. Look lets get this straight i do wear cutoffs and all but not ones where my ass checks hang out okay? I mostly wear jeans and my cowboy boots tucked in. If i do go to the mall i go to the leather store or food court and eat. But this time i cant cause my mom will be raising hell telling me that i need to wear makeup, and pink and dresses and skirts. Those type of things. I dont know why she wants me to be perfect. I want to be ME not some lifesize barbie. She dont get it. Me and my mom have a close relationship but were different. She likes pink i like blue, she likes clean i like muddy, she goes all over board and i sit there laid back. Its kinda confusing cause we get along sometimes.
''Ow god mom why would you pick that?'' I said while holding up a short skimpy black and gold dress. ''Honey, it will be good for a bonfire.'' I shook my head no. ''Mom do you really want me to be raped?'' She rolled her eyes. ''Alright lets go i think you had enough.'' I handed her all my bags and ran for my life. I smirked now time to cause trouble.
I dialed hunters number (phone convo) ow and this is a true story
Me: Hey come and get your British costume
Hunter: Why?
Me: Mom has gone home now come on, i only got kicked out of walmart and i want to see what i can do to get kicked out.
Hunter: Im on my way
Me: Yay thank you thank you. I love you!!
Hunter: Yea yea just stay where you are
(phone convo ended)
I went to the food court to order a double cheeseburger, large fries, and drink. Hey dont judge this growing girl needs to eat. ''Hey do i go get changed now or?'' I looked from my food and pointed towards the guys bathroom. He nodded and shortly came out looking like a British soldier. Ow this is going to be good.
Hunter went around running while i had a blow horn screaming The British is coming The British is coming. By the time we went to Tue 21 the mall cop was asking us questions. "Why are you two running in the mall, do you know how immature that is, people come here to shop, not to listen to two kids screaming." I looked over to Hunter and nodded. I smirked. Were sorry we won't do it again. I smiled sweetly. The man looked between us and signaled us to go.
"Hey ma, what time does the folk are coming?" She looked at NE then looked down. Ah shit, it's going down. She started scratching the back of her head. "Um about that, you see they will um be staying with us, and um going to school and theyareonedirection." I glared at her before hopping in my silverado and speed ed away.
I need to find a pasture I can tear up. Okay you see, how I manage my anger is mud bogging, barrel racing,or music. And right now I'M gonna kick up some dust.
I rolled out of a red dirt road, and saw some drunk guys heading towards my truck. Fuck. I looked in my glove box and pulled out my knife and brass knuckles. ''Hey sexy thing what are you doing here, alone?'' Ow crap he reeked of alcohol. ''Kicking up some dust.'' He smirked while opening the passenger door. ''Um what are you doing?'' ''Well were going for a ride.'' I smirked. Okay first of all who leaves a door open when a person is driving but i guess luck was on my side. I kicked him in the balls just enough for him to get off of me. ''Yea have a nice home walking dumb ass.'' I punched him with my knuckles, locked the doors. ''I know you want the D'' I rolled my eyes while eyeing the pasture. ''Yea like i want that little thing.'' I put my truck in reverse and slung some mud on him before tearing off.
