Will I Ever Get My Happy Ending?{On Hold}

~Chapter three~

--Katherine's POV--

School is such a pain the ass! I may be shy and awkward around other people but that doesn't mean that I can't cuss. I mean, even the nerdiest kids like me can find school boring and lame.

Mr.Creeper, yes his actual name is Ed Creeper. He's our Biology professor and the worst professor in the world! He doesn't know how to teach! It's not like we're kindergarten kids that he finds it so difficult to handle the class. Old garden creepy gnome!

"Alright class, settle down. Now, I'll be giving you all an assignment which has to be submitted by Thursday. Any delay and you can say bye-bye to that A grade. Understood?" All of us replied him with groans and I think one of the student even cussed him.

Classes passed in a blur and soon it was time to go home.

I was at my locker putting my books back inside when I felt some snickering coming from behind me. I turned around to see at least five guys standing there with smirks on their faces. I gave them a confused look when one of them said.

"Ohh I'll definitely tap that ass. What about you Dean?" The other guy nodded his head and I got more confused by their riddles.

"Hey whore! Why don't you take that "Tap me" sticker off your ass and leave?" Some blonde girl hissed at me. I felt a paper stuck on the back of my jeans. I took it off and read what was written on it. My face flushed with embarrassment. "Tap me" was written in bold letters.

I crumpled the paper and threw it on the ground and practically ran out of there, the sound of laughter echoed down the halls. Who even did that? And why didn't I feel anything. I untied my hair so that it fell like a curtain around my face.

As I was walking, I felt as if someone was watching me. I tried to shrug that feeling off but it was no use. I ignored the person who was watching me and sped to my red, rusty pick-up truck.

I reached home in ten minutes and locked the door of my truck. The twins, Rebecca and Rachael, were sitting on the couch eating chips, making their mouth and hands all dirty.

"Kathy! We missed you!" That was Rachael who said that. Both the girls were spitting images of our father. They had dark blonde hair and hazel eyes. I, on the other hand, got my dark brown wavy hair and brown eyes from my mother.

"Aw you did? But I didn't miss you!" Rachael pouted and crossed her arms on her chest. I chuckled at her cute expression and kissed her forehead. No matter how annoying they are, I love them a lot.

"Katherine, honey can you come here for a minute?" The twins started to snicker saying "Kathy's in trouble!" I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen where my mother was standing by the stove wearing an apron and stirring something in the pot.

"Yeah mom?" You might be thinking why my mother didn't say the 'How was school?' crap, well that's because she never does. In fact, my mother never converses with me if the topic is about my grades. Its frustrating as hell but I'm used to it by now. 

"Kathy dear, can you please run to the supermarket and get me the things that I have written on the paper?" I looked to where she was pointing with the wooden spoon. I went to the counter and picked up the list.

Milk, cherry tomatoes, salami, olives, mozerella cheese and a box of Froot Loops.

"Money is beside the list. Feel free to buy yourself something." Then she turned back to stirring whatever it was in the pan. 

Heaving out a sigh, I took off my Aeropostale hoodie, which was a gift from my aunt, and headed to my truck. The girls were playing with barbie dolls, a smile grazing my lips at the the scene. Those two were the most annoying creatures born, but also very loveable.