Yes, this is one of those cliche stories.
Yes, where there is a new badass girl in school.
Yes, where she falls in love with the school's 'bad boy'.
Yes, I know I'm the most creative person ever.
Why?
Because people ( including me) likes to be satis...
"HOOONNNNKKKKKK" 'thud' I don't know what noise people make when the fall of the bed I groan and stood up while rubbing my butt trying to ease the pain. I walk up to my bedroom door and open it only to be greeted by a laughing Max, one of my dearest brothers. ~note the sarcasm~. I gave him the finger, slammed the door and threw myself back onto my bed.
...and that everyone is how my brothers like to wake me up. Yes, brotherS. Hi, the name's Liv, Olivia Evans. I'm 17 and today is the first day of school. Great, I love moving. As you can see I really like to be sarcastic, it's the only defense I have against my brothers. Yes, I am the only 'girl' in this household other than my Mom. I grew up with 4 older brothers and they are annoying as fuck but also very, and I mean very protective of me.... And because of that they made me take fighting lesson since I was still a toddler. Can you imagine fighting against 4 grown ass men for food every single day? Since I'm the only ' girl' in the house , I am apparently an easy target for all theirs 'genius pranks' . Let me introduce you to them. Max and Mason are twins, age 18. Liam, the second oldest and a freshman in college. Bryan is the oldest and is currently in his last year of college. My parents bought us a separate house since they got irritated with all the pranks my brothers pulled on me everyday. Or they just wanted to make 'love' whenever they want. EWWW, God, what am I thinking about. Yes, my parents are stinking rich but we're not stuck up bitches. Why are we so damn Rich? Weeeeeeeeeelllllllllllll... My Dad leads the most deadly gang in America. Long story short , we fight to get money because people bet on us.
Finally I forced myself to get up because I didn't want Mason to eat all the bacon. I got up and do all the morning shit before heading downstairs. As I got down I rushed into the kitchen stole some of Mason's bacon and sprinted out before he could kill me. I quickly got into my garage and hopped onto my bike and drove off not after hearing " you little brat! you'll pay for this". Hehehethat's what you get Mason.
For you're clarification, I did say 'my' garage. We decided to get separated garages for the sake of not killing one another for stealing each others 'parking spot' and also to separate our 'babies'.
(Oh and this is what her bike looked like if you were wondering...
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And her shared-home...
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Stole the photos form the Internet)
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:) byeeeee I don't know how long a chapter should be . Thanks for reading my first story chapter thingy migjis.
