About That Night

Hello lovelys! First off all this is UNEDITED, I will edit it once my book is complete, so any mistakes please ignore. Second of all, yes i do realize it is a short chapter, they will get longer as the book continues, I just wanted to give you the jist of the book! Enjoy:)

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“Listen here you arrogant son a bitch” I screamed at him across the yard, he groaned then finished putting his dog on the leash and turned around, “what now Mexx?” I screamed “what now!?” I ran my hand through my hair, which I regret as soon as I did, because it ruined my perfect curls that took forever this morning. “I don’t have all day sweetheart” he droned, smirking “Why’d you threaten to kill my father?” I said putting a ton of emphasis on kill, the idiot he is didn’t respond; he only chuckled, and began walking away. “Jenkins!” he turned around smiling like a doofus, a cute doofus... no brain, shut up, Jenkins isn’t cute, “Hello? Mexx?” he said, “huh?” I said snapping out of my thoughts, “I said, I wasn’t actually going to kill the bastard Mexx, so calm your tits”

“My tits are calm thankyouverymuch” I yelled gesturing towards my boobs.  I stormed across the yard so that we were no longer yelling and the nosey neighbors couldn’t here this colorful conversation. That’d give them something to gossip about. Our street is seriously gossip central, they know everything about everyone, and that’s all the wives talk about while their husbands are working.

“So tell my why you threatened to kill my father? He’s done nothing to you, and he’s the most respected man in town!” You see my father is the town mayor, we have two actually, Jenkins father and my father, so our family is usually the one to be gossiped about, it’s a joy I tell you. People are so shocked to see the way he and I act towards each other because the two most respected families have only one child each and they don’t get along, you see our dilemma? ‘Cause my family apparently doesn’t.

“I” he started, “I” I could tell he was looking for the words to phrase it right or else I’d freak, I have anger problems if you can’t tell. “Oh hurry up Jenkins I don’t have all freaking day” I mocked his words from earlier. What the heck is happening? One minute was arguing and I’m ready to actually kill the kid, but here he is kissing me. He’s kissing me. Skylar Jenkins is kissing me. Has it always been this good? Like I’ve kissed him before, but this is phenomenal, “You know I cant kiss you if you won’t kiss back” he said in a husky voice, and I did what he said, I kissed him back, I wanted more, I needed more.

Wait! I’m letting this happen? Why! Why am I letting Jenkins kiss me! What’s going on with me? It’s ‘cause you like him sweetie isn’t it obvious? Oh shut up stupid voices in my head.

I hate this kid, and that won’t change just because a stupid asshole sent me off. I pushed him off and threw him to the ground before punching him; I bent down to him, pointing a finger I yelled “don’t you ever touch me again!” I walked away “EW!” I said wiping my lips. I turned him to see him still lying down, “and you’re still an ass Jenkins” and with that final statement I went into my house.

**

“Mexx Sweetie” my mother said in a soft angelic voice, which is completely unlike her. “Yes Mom?” I said just as sweetly back, “were you and that lovely Jenkins boy having another argument?” I sighed at my mother’s stupidity, if she had a single cell in her brain, she would know that Jenkins ISN’T lovely, and that he’s actually the total opposite.  

“Jenkins isn’t sweet, he’s an arrogant son of a bitch” I said using what I called him earlier. “Mexxann!” My mother screeched, “what Denise!? It’s the truth! He is and will always be an ass!” She sighed, “He is lovely! He hasn’t done anything to harm us!” I scoffed, “he threatened to kill dad and he is a total ass to me, all day, everyday, so yes Denise, he isn’t lovely!” “Oh honey he wouldn’t do such thing!” my mother said oh so innocently. This is why my mother generally pisses me off. She doesn’t know him and yet she thinks she can judge his personality.

“Just because you know Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins doesn’t mean Skylar is as sweet as they are.”

I began to walk out, “Mexxann you better change that tone of voice you’re using” I turned around and laughed, my mother may try and sound scary but she isn’t she’s the most girly thing alive. “Or what? I’m grounded? I’m so scared” and I left.

My mother is the definition of bitch, while some people have a sweetheart mother who does everything they can so their child can have the best life, my mother only talks to me to give me trouble. She just doesn’t care.  

I walked into my room and dropped on my bed. Arguing is tiring, it takes a ton of energy, energy which I don’t have.

I heard my phone going off, groaning I got up and walked to my makeup table and grabbed it. It was only a text from Jem.

Pls pls pls tell me Ur comin over trrw.

Oh shit, I completely forgot about that, she’s turning 16 tomorrow!

Yeah totally! How could I not! I’ll be over @ 4?

Sounds great! & Mexx?

Yes?

Rumors going round that u slept w Jenkins

I screamed “WHAT!”  I threw my phone, no! It couldn’t have gotten out? Could it? It was one night. One stupid night, that haunts me forever, is going around the school? My phone went off again.

Don’t panic it’s not true. Slapped Brittany.

I knew it was that slut, she’s his crazy ex, of course she is going to spread rumors, she’s just jealous.

I threw my hair up so it was out of my face, I could care less about my perfect curls at the moment. I jumped in the shower to sort of ‘de-stress’.

**

After I hopped out of the shower I went straight to bed, I was done dealing with all this bullshit.

*tick* *tick* *tick*

“Ugh” I rolled over to look at my window. It was only a dream, and as I was almost asleep, I heard it again.

“Who ever this is, is seriously going to get murdered” I mumbled. I threw open my window so hard I’m actually surprised it didn’t smash. “Feisty, I like it” Jenkins winked.

“What do you want!?” he stopped laughing, “Someone is a little bitchy” It’s 5:40 in the morning, who wouldn’t be bitchy!? “It’s early” I mumbled, “come over” I shook my head; there’s no way after last time I’m going over there.

He stuck out his hand for me to take, and so I made my decision.