"Alexis and Alissa. Bambi and Barbie..." I elongate
"Spit it out Maya" They say in sync
"Are my full biological sisters" I mumble
"I'm sorry, Maya. I did not understand a word you just said" Grace says with annoyance and sass
I clear my throat and say, "They are my real sisters. Fully biological. Same mum and dad"
"OMG THESE CUTIES ARE YOUR SISTERS" Ashley squeals in happiness
"You didn't think of telling us before?" Grace questions
"Where have they been hiding?"
"Your sisters and yourself look nothing alike."
"Where did they come from?"
"How long are they gonna be here for? I wanna go shopping with them!!"
"I need more answers"
"Can I borrow one?"My mind is spinning with all of these questions that's just don't seem to stop.
"OK!" I scream, "Now I have you attention, I want to have ice cream"
"Your so weird" Chris laughs
"Come on. I know you want some cookie dough ice cream" I wiggle my eyebrows and shimmy
"Yall wanna go to Mr.Bs?" Alex asks
"No. I think we should go to the Häagen-Dazs shop" Caleb differs
"Ya know what? Lets go out to eat. I think we need to celebrate to great discoveries" I chuckle nervously, sensing the tension
They both nod their heads and look away from each other. Both Alex and Caleb have clenched jaws.
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I've always been reserved. I never told anyone about my family life before I was put into care and when I was in care. People don't know how it was like being in care. Moving from home to home. School to school. Town to town.
People don't know that my mother is dead and that my dad is a psychopath.
I make people believe what they want to believe. They don't want to listen to the story of the daughter of "the dead women killed by her lover". All they want to know is that I have a normal life. But is my life really normal?My closest friends don't know of the person that I used to be. They only know the person that I am. The person I show them. I still have similar aspects to my previous self but I've just matured. I had to mature ever since I stepped into that house and saw the sorry sight before me. I had to grow up in mere seconds. Not only for my sake, but for the sake of everyone around me.
As I look at the bright smiles on Alexis and Alissa's face, I can't help but smile.
I did this for them. Everything was for them. The drug deals. The hours of training. The continuation anxiety. The "what ifs.." that would run through my brain everyday. Every hour. Every second.
A rush of adrenaline runs through my spine and I have the sudden urge to dance.
I get up and make my way to the dance floor section to the restaurant.I make my way to the DJ and request him to play 'Move your body- Sia'. I rush over to the table and grab Ashley and Graces hands and usher then to the dance floor. Then I get Alexis and Alissa lead them to the dance floor and then do the same for Caleb, Arron, Chris and Alex.
I move my body along with the rhythm and go round to some tables and usher them to the dance floor. I can see more people from the other tables joining in. Eventually, everyone is up on their feet and moving their hips to the beat of the music.
One song.. two songs.. three songs
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🌸 C H L O E S P O V 🌸Ok... so let me tell you!!
I was out with my friends and I was in this restaurant for the richest of richest. It's this exclusive restaurant that has a dance floor too.
I was eating my salad and then this bitch walks in with MY man and her whole posse. WTF! He said he was going to friends house so like...what the actual fuck?
And another thing who are the two little kids. They're totally pretty but that not the point. Who are they and what are they doing.. here?
And then that bitch got Alex to dance without forcing him. Do you understand how many times I have to ask him to dance with me and here he is dancing willingly?
Then she gets everyone on their feet. EVERYONE. How does she do that? Walk in here like she owns the place then literally takes over the place. The manager, Paul, is even dancing and he's known as the most serious business around this turf.
And everyone is having fun... except me. All my friends are on the dance floor.
OMG! He lied to me. What else is he lying about? What is he's with her? She's smarter... she's more athletic and she's more prettier. WOW! Hold up there Chloe. Don't damage your pride. You are way prettier than that bitch. I think I have bigger boobs than her so yeah! She has nothing on me and Alex doesn't deserve me so I know what I have to do
Break up with him
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👑 A L E X S P O V 👑She broke up with me. Over text. Then she phones me. She said I was cheating on her and that I don't deserve her and something to do with big boobs. I didn't know what she was talking about at all but she told me to shut up so I didn't say anything. But I'm not gonna fight for her. I have a reputation to keep.
Yes, I am not gonna damage my reputation for a girl. I have to act as if I don't care. But now that I think about it, I don't really like her anymore. Not like how I used to.
She was clingy and forced me to do things I couldn't be bothered doing like dancing. Ugh.
Yes I know I danced today but that's because I was in a good mood and I was surrounded by awesome people (more or so Maya than anyone else. HELLO- she got the whole restaurant dancing- even the chefs. I'm surprised nothing burnt). Not some girl and her girl Gucci gang.And I already know that I am never getting back together with her even if she was wants to. I'm not gonna be her lapdog anymore.
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West Brooke High
Teen FictionHigh school stereotypes. We all know them. Jocks, bad boys/ girls, popular girls, nerds, goths and more. Sometimes we think that these stereotypes are all fake. Welcome to MY high school, where all theses people's definitely exist. But sometimes t...