Hola. I was at writers block with Queendom so i started this to keep my creative genes flowing. lol If you even understand what i'm talking about. :D Well hope you like. <3 O.o
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Chapter 1 (i usually write more than this but its just the beginning i want to see who will read it)
Loathing Love...
BAM!! BAM!! BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"WAKE UP, MELISSA!! YOU WILL BE LATE FOR YOUR FIRST DAY AT YOUR NEW SCHOOL!!!!"
Okay, you might be wondering who the heck would wake someone up like that. Well, the answer is my older brother, Chase would. He is such an idiot sometimes. I hate the fact that he's older than me, even though its only by a year, because he holds it over my head all the time.
"I'm up! I'm up, for goodness sakes don't get your boxers in a bunch Chase!" I growled.
"Oh shut up Mel! Just hurry up, I don't want to be late for school."
I rolled my eyes, "Whatever Chase."
Now, let me fill you in a bit on my life. My full name is Melissa Ann Lister. I am going to be a junior this year in high school. I am 16 years old. My birthday its June 24th. My brother is going to be a senior this year. We are only one year apart in school but his birthday comes really early so he's 18. Actually, his birthday was two days ago. So, he gets to go INTO senior year 18 years old and legally able to do whatever he wants.
Though that won't be very different, then what we are used to know because our parents are never home. They work in the same company and travel all over the world MONTHS at a time. It's ridiculous cause we never see them, but its fun having no parents around sometimes.
I sigh and go to the bathroom. I got a shower...did my hair...ext. You don't really need to know the details do you? Well, whatever. When I got out of the bathroom I put on black shorts that were short but not SHORT short if you know what I mean. I put on a white tank top and a red Paramore shirt. I grabbed by bag which looks like a purse but is really a backpack which I find totally cool.
I leave my room and walk down the steps to the kitchen. I see my brother is already eating everything in his sight. I make some toast cause we have to leave soon, eat the toast, and head towards the front door, smacking Chase's head on my way by.
"HEY!!" Chase turned and glared at me.
"Who's making us late now big brother?" I smirked as he rolled his eyes and muttered," Lets go." under his breath. I grin as I run down the hallway to my car. Chase and I go in separate cars.
His car is a sleek, silver Lamborgini, whereas mine is a awesome slick, black Mercedes Guardian. My car has black leather seats, a CD player, I-pod dock, AND doors that pop....UP!!! How cool is that?!?! Very if I must say so myself. (don't know if those things are true but ya know...hehe)
I jumped in my car, and backed out of the driveway and started the short drive to the Richmond High School. Okay, you may be wondering how I am able to drive when I am only 16. Well, we now live in a place where you can get your driver's license at 16, instead of just your permit! So, woo hoo! I am allowed to drive. It's totally awesome.
I grinned as I saw the huge school loom into my view. I wasn't kidding when I said it was a short drive. I saw two parking spots open right in the front. I parked in the first one and I saw Chase pull in the second spot. In a second our cars were surrounded by gaping guys and girls.
Girls gapping at Chase and the Guys gapping at our cars...and sadly they were staring...and I mean STARING at me too. Weirdo's. I just rolled my eyes and opened my care door, hitting some guys in the process.
Hey, what can I say? It's their fault they were in front of my door.
I step out of my car and lock it, then I turn around and find that all the guys are totally drooling...at me. OKay... yah I always new guys were freaks but I mean seriously this is a whole new level of stupidity. I hold and my hand and wave my hands to the side saying," Well, are you going to move or will I have to make you move?" I mean seriously they were blocking my way.
They parted slightly and I walked through. I walked past several groups of guys and when I was almost through the horde of male gawkers I noticed when the guys started to get cooler looking and at the very end I saw the jocks...otherwise known as the jerks, to everyone who isn't one of Them. I was passing these five guys who were really close to bursting the personal bubble which they don't want to do. I have a really short temper.
Ask anybody who knows me. One of the guys was really, really close and he looked like their leader, and when I walked past him I felt something grab my butt. I whipped around and looked at the person who I thought was the leader of these guys' close group. He smirked at me. I looked at him for a second and....
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