The unexpected

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 Its summer, the rays of warm sun light wake me up when my sister does not. Yawning I stretch and slowly got out of bed. I went to the kitchen grabbing a cup of coffee. When I sit down dad just looks at me.

"It's alive and out of The cave."

I give a tired half hearted smile,drinking my coffee while mom just laughs. When I finish mom tells me to get dressed that we were going to the cousins baby shower. I lazily went to my room and put on a pair of blue jeans with a black T-shirt tucked in. I did my morning business and got ready, putting my single stud earring in. Putting on my steel toe boots I was ready. Every time we went to the cousins it was always fun. We would either shoot guns or ride the quads. And even if we just talked it was amazing.

We jumped in the truck and started off. I had my tablet with me. At first I usually sit on the tire swing in the backyard and listen to my music. When we got there I stayed to listen to a little bit of the conversation. But then went in back, sitting on the tier swing putting my earbuds in and put on some country music. As I sat there I sings the lyrics of each song that played until I took out my earbuds. I heard a care approach up front and car doors shut. My curiosity got the best of me and I slowly got down and carefully walked to the side of the house to see who it was. I was not use to other people being here when I was here so I was a bit skeptical.

My eyes landed on a girl who looked about my age. Maybe about two years younger. She had long brown hair and glasses her eyes a soft brown. She was wearing a striped shirt, with jeans. She was beautiful. She spotted me and I ducked back behind the house. I hated people. I intended to be the bitch she would hate. People like her. Who think they are better, and smarter, and...I clichéd my fist as I thought back to the years that I was bullied. Girls that looked like her. Walked like her. I didn't know her. But I wanted to hate her. I wanted to make her cry. Make her know she was just as pathetic as every other person on this earth. But, there was something inside of me that said it would not be so easy. A small part of me was drawn to her. Wanted her.

I shook my head. No. She is the same as every other bitch. God I hated being bisexual. I jumped back on the swing and put one earbud in, letting the other hange. I looked out into the field not far from there. There was a quad trail between the field and back yard. I stayed there for a while. Thinking of ways to make that girl cry. Make her hate me. Fear me. Everyone did. They either hated, feared, or fight me. I had a very few selection of friends. So far I had like only two. And they were afraid of me. Good. I didn't care about friends anyway. I liked being alone. Always have.

I remember getting into only one relationship, when I was nine. My mom never found out. But I was nearly raped. Only reason I got out of it was because toney, mom's friend was outside calling my name. I ran out as fast as I could. Hearing that my mom had called the police, thinking I was kidnapped. I later in bed that night crying. Fear in my mind. I told myself I would never get in another relationship. Only a year later I let a girl have my trust. Nope. She cheated on me. I would tell her in not ready for fucks and he need up screwing everyone else just because I was not ready. When I had found out, I almost attacked her. But I just gritted my teeth and told her to stay away from me. To go to hell and burn for all eternity. I knew then. That i could trust no one. I let only to people get so close to me. And I had little to no tolerance for people. I only cleaned up my act around my parents.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard my name being called. I jumped down and jogged around onto the big porch seeing all the cousins and that girl with her parents. I kept my face emotionless. That is until my mom decided to Introduce us.

"Rose, this is Emily."

I forced a friendly smile and nod my head.

"Hello Emily. Pleasure to meet you."