She rejected the Badboy

Sour Armpits

Chapter 1

Ciara's POV

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

"Shut up!" I growled at the stupid clock, throwing it in a random direction.

It shattered into a million shards of glass.

Holy cheeseballs, it broke!

Oops.

Now that my clock has been taken care of, I can go back to sleep.

For some reason, my bed always seems comfier in the morning.

I lay in bed, just thinking.

I feel like I'm forgetting something.

"Oh well," I thought, snuggling closer into my bed.

Darkness was just about to consume me when...

"Ciara, wake up, wake up, WAKE UP!" my mother exclaimed.

Can I not be left alone, for once?

"Why?" I asked, groaning as she snatched my duvet off me.

I immediately felt cold.

"Cuz it's your birthday?" she stated in a 'duh' voice.

I knew I forget something!

"Really?" I asked, unsure whilst rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

And they say I can't multi-task.

"Look at this badass outfit that I bought you!" she squealed.

She held up an outfit that consists of sleeveless black leather jacket, a white tank top that showed too much cleavage for my liking, blood red ripped skinny jeans and black over-the-knee leather boots.

It was clear my mom had amazing taste in fashion, it just wasn't my style.

I'm more a shorts and sweatshirt kind of girl.

"And I'll do your hair and make-up!" she squealed, obviously enjoying dressing me up.

"Mom, do you have to?" I whined.

It's so much effort.

"If you don't, I'll make sure you don't have any Nutella for a month," she said, smiling sickly sweetly .

"I hope I find my mate today!" I told mom, as she started working at my untamed, wild bed-head hair.

"Listen, hun. As long as he's rich, I don't give a fuck."she added in.

"Your such goldigga mom," I stated..

"Hey! I just don't wanna live in a stinky wss retirement home that smells like piss ,"she exclaimed loudly.

Can someone say, ouch?

"Now keep still, I'm trying do your hair," she continued.

"I am keeping still," I protested.

"Mom?" I whimpered.

"Yeah?" she replied.

"Please don't burn off my hair," I begged.

I didn't wanna end up like that blonde chick on YouTube.

I have to say though, her reaction was EPIC!

"I'll try not to," she grinned mischeviously.

I swear this lady is pure evil.

Just because she had a halo of soft, blonde curls, it didn't make her an angel.