I look over the paper, and sigh when I see the prize, four million dollars. If I was going to stay away from my uncle I would need money, and $5,000 wasn't enough.
I pick up my phone, and dial Beast's number
"Hi, Beast?"
"Yeah, what's up," his voice...
The scars you don't see are the hardest to heal- Anon ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Genesis! Get your lazy ass up, NOW BEFORE I COME IN THERE!" I quickly jump from my bed mentally cursing my alarm for not going off, and mentally cursing myself for not setting it.
"I'm up, sir" I yell to my uncle, knowing that when I get downstairs I'll be getting a good ass whopping.
I hurry to my bathroom, and strip before stepping into the shower. I hum a lullaby, my mom used to sing me, and step out of the shower after scrubbing myself.
After handling my business, I pull my outfit out, and pull it on wincing when me shirt rubs against the arm my uncle hit with the cord last night before we left.
I decided to wear a leather jacket, gray shirt and a pair of black jeans, with white adidas to match.
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( Her outfit )
I grab a pair of glasses than rush downstairs, preparing myself for the beating my uncle was going to give me.
When my feet hit the floor, I instantly feel a sharp pain on my left cheek, as a snap my head back from the blow.
I wait for more with my eyes close, when I don't feel it I slowly open them to see my uncle sitting on the dining room chair looking at me.
"If you ever, disobey me again you'll get it worse" he grunts.
But I didn't even do anything, you idiotic retard.
I wanted to scream, but knew better.
"Yea sir," I say holding my face.
I go to the kitchen, and start to cook him some eggs, and bacon.
"Here, you go" I say placing the plate on the table, and turning around to leave.
"Hold on" he says grabbing my arm and harshly pulling me to him. He smiles when I wince, and caressing my cheek.
"So innocent, so lovely" before I can react he grabs my hair, and pulls my head back, causing sharp pains on my scalp.
"What are you to do, today" he says hissing in my ear
I feel tears threatening to come, "No eye contact, keep face down, and don't answer personal questions" I say in a monotone.
"Ahh, theirs a good girl," he says letting my hair go, and back to caressing my cheek.
Bipolar much?
He pushes me away, and turn to eat his food. "Now leave, before you're late", I turn to the door, grab my book bag, and leave without saying goodbye. Eyes dark, and body rigid
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7:30
I enter the parking lot, on my Burley Design aka: Tank and am not surprised to see everyone looking, at me.
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I was used to the attention, but later they would forget about my motorcycle, and the so called "badass" look.
I hop off Tank, grab my book bag, and walk to the school entrance, not caring that everyone was whispering, and pointing at me.
I open the doors, and walk in bumping into a girl with glasses , "oops, sorry" I say helping her with the books she dropped.
"I-I umm.. it's okay I-I I'll do it," she says stuttering, pushing up her glasses, visibly shaking.
I look at her ignoring my uncles rules, and help her pick the books up, smiling.
"Here you go," I say handing them to her.
"T-t-thank you," she says smiling. "No problem," I turn around, and head to the office, her in my tail. I turn around, and raise a brow. She points to the front desk, and moves around me, sitting at the desk.
"Oh you work here," I say surprised. "No," she says shaking her hair. "I am the vice principals helper, looks good on my recorder" she says shrugging her shoulder.
"Oh, well vice principals helper, could you please get my schedule," she nods, and begins to tap on computer. Several minutes later she gives me a small paper, "Here you go, your first class is down the hall, take to lefts, and a right," she says giving me a small smile.
"Okay, thank you"
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I knock on the door, and open it, "Umm...are you Ms.Davis?" I say pointing to the black lady staring at me. "Oh, yes I am, and you are?" She says with a arched brow.
"Oh, my name is Adams. Genesis Adam," I say imitating James Bond.
"Hahaha, okay Miss. Genesis Adams, tell us little bit about yourself ," she says leaning against her desk. "Uhh...theirs nothing really interesting about me" I say with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Are you single, and ready to mingle" I look at the boy who said it, and roll my eyes when I see a guy who looks like the definition of a "school jock". Tight jeans, white shirt, and a school jacket.
"No, but I bet you are," I say with a smirk. "Ohhh" everyone says pointing at him. He glares at me, "Aww come on," he says wiggling his brows.
"I don't want you to show me anything, except the back of your head when you walk yo ugly behind walk away from me" I say with my hands on my hips.
I walk to a empty seat in the back, and drop my stuff next to the seat. "Hahaha, well Miss. Adams I think you fit in just right in this school," My eyes widen as I realize what I just said. I turn to the jock, and am not surprised to see him glaring at me. I smile, and turn around determined to not do anything crazy today
Soooooo.....DO YA LIKE IT??? Lol! I'm just so excited that I finally did this story! Oh, and Genesis is on top! Hope you enjoy! Comment, tell me what u think, and vote! Luv y'all!❤️
