~~Christine's POV~~
"Get up Chrisshit!!" Marina screeched into my ear whilst pushing me off my bed.
"JESUS CHRIST!! WHY DO YOU DO THAT!!" I yelled whilst rubbing the non-existant bump on my head. It's one thing to wake me up. It's ANOTHER thing to push me off my bed to wake me up. What a pain. Literally.
"Oh you mean 'Chrisshit'?," she feigned innocence, "frankly I think it suits you perfectly, my dearest sister!"
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. She was so bad at acting. Why does she even bother trying? Scratch that. How does she successfully manipulate everyone with those terrible acting skills?
Bitch.
"What did you call me?"
Did I just say that aloud? Well, you have to be cruel to be kind, right?
She shoved a pillow into my face. Guessed I said that out loud too.
"Mum!! Christine just called me a female dog!!" She yodelled. Next minute my mum is by my bedside with a frying pan in her left hand and a stick in her right. If I didn't know that she was my mother, I would think that she would have killed me right there and fried my brains for breakfast. Scary.
"Christine. Why are you always like this. Can't I have any peace in the morning?" My mother frowned, so much that her deep set wrinkles almost frowned too.
"But mum...," I started.
"Just get ready for school already, you're going to be late."
With that, she left the room with Monster Marina.
Mornings my ass. School can wait.
I was about to rest my eyes when I heard a car starting. Shit. Are they leaving without me? Sprinting to the window, I saw Marina's evil smirk as they drove out of the driveway.
"FUCKKKK!!!"
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Marina's POV
I saw Christine's exasperated face through her bedroom window as I left for school.
That stupid girl never learns. As long as I'm around, she has no power and I plan for that to stay that way for a long time.
"Mum, do you think that it's okay that we leave Christine like that?" I asked as sweetly and innocently as possible, making sure that I look that good girl they think I am.
"It's okay dear, you don't have to worry about her. She deserved it. That's what she gets for oversleeping. She knows that." She sighed heavily. "Why can't she be more like you?"
"Mum, it's hard for me to be me, I don't think Christine can handle the pressure of my life." I paused, "I mean, I'm a student concilor and the top student in the school, she? She wonder around the school halls looking for her next class!" I huffed. "We aren't even in the same league!"
"Although I must admit that she gets her poor sense of direction from her father but Marina," she lets out another heavy sigh. I swear to God, if I hear another sigh, I'm going to send God to hell. "It isn't nice to speak abot your sister in that manner."
"Sorry mum, I'm just stressed." I turn my head so I could roll my eyes. You don't get it mum. It's all her fault.
If she didn't stormed off that night this wouldn't had happen. It she wasn't so bloody stubborn, it wouldn't have happened. It's all her fault. I will never forgive her.
The car halted to a stop. "Sweetie, we're here," I jolted awake from my thoughts. "Thanks for the ride, mama." I gave her a kiss on her cheeks before I slamed the door.
"Look who decided to come," I smiled as I heard his voice. "You know I'll always come for you." I said and ran into his arm.
And then I felt his hand going under the skirt of my dress. And by the looks of it, he's heading for my crotch.
"Not here, not now," I quickly pulled his hand out amd looked around to see if anyone saw.
"Relax, we're still early, no one's around," he kissed me on the lips. "How about we meet up later in the student coucilor room after school? No one's using it today, right?"
"Sure babe." He smiled. Obviously he was happy I accepted his offer. "but until then…" he cut me off and started kissing me some more.
What a hottie!!
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oohh...what do you think is going to happen after school. And what happen to Christine?
Hmm. I wonder about it too. Well, you just have to wait then.
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