#1 Miss Independent

Two: Guy Nation

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Ever since I was a kid my parents have been extremely strict. It was also school first and fun when your dead. It was tough but after a while that desire to have fun fades. Life becomes contempt and your able to focus on being something big sustaining yourself. I always made my parents proud. I never let anything slip. I was the top of my class, and my best friends were teachers. Yes, teachers I know. But it was how things were and it made it easier that I was naturally smart. But that really didn't help with making friends with regular kids. Why do people, who are so special, always want approval or to be like "normal kids" Martin Luther king was not normal, Walt Disney was not normal, Rosa parks was not normal. So maybe I should be proud of my accomplishments. But why do I feel alone?

For the next half hour, I got ready for bed, changing into a tank top and pajama pants. I turned on the tv and watched the reruns of the Twilight saga. I was team Jacob because... um hello? Just look at those pecks and those honey buns. But I knew that Edward really cared about Bella so I wanted her to be with him. And keep Jacob on the market baby.

I picked up my phone and called Alex. He was my best friend. But by the way he talks you could completely tell he was gay even if he doesn't know yet. You couldn't tell from the way he dresses, and his 6 pack abs. He was so hot. Had he been straight I probably would have dated him. But his jokes are pretty bad, Regardless of his looks.

"Hey Al, the twilight saga is on", I said into the phone.

"Oh my gosssshh" He groaned. He hated the ending. "you know I can't watch that show. Bella, made the wrong choice".

"Oh my gosh Al, when are you ever going to let that go?" I questioned.

"When we get a robot president" he spat back. I just rolled my eyes. One thing you can always count on from Al is his conspiracies. He once thought his mother was working for the FBI. She's a marketing executive.

"When are you going to come over? I miss you", I said in a pouty voice. okay, so I have my moments.

He laughed, "Relax baby doll, I can come over tomorrow if it pleases thou soul".

"You are so annoying", i said.

"Your annoying ", He said back.

"4pm after school?"

"4pm after school", he confirmed and hung up.

There was a knock at my door. Anthoni's wavy black hair poked in.

"Pizza's here", he announced.

"I don't like pizza", I said flatly.

he came into the room and sat on the bed next to me.

"I'm sorry it sounded like you said that you don't like pizza", He said pretending to clean out his ears.

I laughed and shoved him, "You know I don't".

"Yeah, but you're going to want to try this one, it's MEAT LOVERS", he said stretching out the last part.

"Of course it is..", I giggled

He looked at me, "You think we're pigs?"

I focussed on the tv trying not laugh.

"Oh my gosh you think we're pigs", he repeated, tickling me.

I couldn't help it. I don't know of any 17-year-old girl who is still ticklish, but i was cursed with sensitive ribs. I burst out laughing and swatting his hand away.

He laughed.

"Now fix your attitude, and come have some pizza and meet the guys", he said.

"Oh yeah... I forgot about them", I said. Not only was I living with my over-protective 23-year-old cousin, but his other two room mates, Mark and Zach.

...

I went downstairs and saw two guys sitting at the table, with 8 boxes of pizza.

"8 boxes!?" I exclaimed, mostly to myself.

"lil bit thinks we're pigs", Anthoni said to the guys while pointing at me

"What? nah girl, a mans needs protein", Mark said flexing his biceps. Mark was huge, 6'2 must be, and ridiculously muscular, with fiery natural red hair. Nothing like my blood red highlights though. He also had pale white skin and a little mustache.

"What men ?", I said looking around. "I only see the three musketeers".

The other one, Zach, laughed. "I like this one" He exclaimed, rubbing my hair. I swatted his hand away.

"Guyssss i'm not that much younger than y'allllll", I said gesturing with my arms. "I'm not a little kid".

"Whatever you say lil sis", Zach said laughing. Zach was the complete opposite of Mark's bright ora. Zach had deep black hair, The lightest hint of caramel to his skin (he must be mixed), and he was muscular. But not wrestler muscular like Mark. He wore a black cap and black pants and a black shirt. He must like black...

I glared at him for his comment and that brought all of them to start laughing, even Anthoni. I rolled my eyes and sat down, eating 3 slices of pizza and watching them deteriorate box after box.

I sat there as they talked about the latest scores in football, some girl Mark had a crush on, girls at their college, who had the best titties, and so forth. I zoned out once my phone started to buzz. It was Alex.

Alex: "Twinkles is sleeping with the fishes!!!!!! :'( "

Jae: "R.IP. Mr. Twinkles "