Digging A Little Deeper

Chapter 1: Last Day of School

SADIE'S POV

I stepped out of the shower wringing my long brown hair loose to dry. After wrapping a towel around my decent body, I scurried across the hall to my bedroom earning me plenty of bone-chilling shivers. Damn family bathroom! I happen to share that bathroom with my two little siblings: Donovan(4) and Katie(7). I also have older twin siblings named Jacob and Lindsey(24). I bet your wondering why my siblings age varies so much. Well my parents, who are happily divorced might I add, fooled around in high school which ended in my mom getting pregnant with the twins! What a happ little love story, am I right? **note the sarcasm**

After entering my medium sized room with light grey walls, I made a dash for my unkept closet. By unkept closet I mean at least ten piles of clothes undistinguishable from dirty or clean. From behind me I could her my puppy Scout snoozing away on my bed. Man that dog could survive a nuclear holocaust for christs sake! My birthday was in November, but I didn't see my dad until about three weeks ago. His bottle-blond girlfriend of the month were to busy traveling the world to visit me in November. To make up for it he brought my precious pup to make up for his absence.

You could say I had a rocky relationship with my father, and trust me in some ways I did. We used to be the best of pals before the divorce four years ago. He left my mom for a girl 20 years younger than him while my mom was 6 monthes pregnant with Donovan! He was freaking cheating on my mom with my algerbra teacher! Let's just say she found a different job on the other side of the country. He hasn't made much of an effort to get to know Donovan which pisses me off to the maximum. I just hope he doesnt knock up one of his many many girlfriends. He used to be such a family man, but I guess we weren't enough!

I slipped on a pair of white shorts ending just above my mid-thigh and a semi see-through neon green tank. Finishing off my outfit, I forcibly jammed my feet into my black convers. Thank god for public high school! If I had to wear a uniform, I think I would have jumped of a bridge.

I let my long brown hair stay down, so it reached just above my bum. After applying a hint of mascara to my already lenghty eyelashes and some charcoal eyeliner, I place earings into my ears. The first piercing was a large pearl, the second was a tiny black rose, and the third was a slim gold cross. I heard my mother scream for me from the kitchen just as my stomache growled. I could literally eat all dat and all night. Happily obliging my mother's call, I grabbed my white iPhone 5 and my paint splatter-print back pack and descended down the uncarpeted staircase.

Just before I reached the last step, I not-so-gracefully fell down landing on face. "FUCK!" I growled, the word echoing aroung the house. My mother peaked her head out from the kitchen sending me a disaproving glare.

"What have I told you about using curse words in the house when your siblings are around," she said menacingly waving a wooden spoon, "Your atrocious language and attitude could rub off on them Sades!"

"I know mum, but the stairs were really mean to me and I just-" I was cut off by the highlight of my morning.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!" screamed my little brother with a crooked grin on his face.

"Oh shit Sadie look what you've done now!" my mother yelled.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT" my brother innocently repeated.

"WTF are you a freaking parrot Donovan" I asked venom dripping from my words. All he did was giggle and grab his toes. Like seriously, he is such a nuisance sometimes. Some of the rubbish he comes up with is just plain mad. Donovan also likes to make his own colours with paint and test them on the light yellow walls in the sitting room. I wish he was back in a carrige and couldn't walk or talk. Some would say I'm a little harsh. I just say I'm honest.

As I was about to strut out the front door, s'mores pop tart in hand, my mum caught me by the arm and said, "Since you taught your brother new words, you can sure as hell pick up some new groceries at the store after school."

I gave her a half-hearted salute and made my way out the door making sure to slam it behind me. Hahaha! I could hear my mum yell my name through the thin wood door, and happily skipped to my white convertible VW bug. This car was my baby, besides Scout, and I adored it like it was a really person. As I made my way to school which was about ten minutes away, I turened up the radio. After I jammed out to Lorde for a bit, an annoying and familiar tune began to play.

"Your insec-" I slammed my fist over the radio button before my ears could be damaged. I despise the infamous band One Direction. They are probably so full of themselves they can't even function. Isn't one of them a man whore or something? I don't even give a shit. My sister Katie's room is so stuffed with One Direction merchandise, it looks like she has a store. I can't stand how every girl in my school is obsessed with their "great" vioces and "amazing" personalities. Even my best friends have the infection as it's called. 'Finally' my brain shouted as I pulled into the school parking lot. I made my way up to my locker when someone rammed into me from behind. I came face to face with the one person on this earth I loathe more than anybody else.