Bad Girls can be Good

~~Chapter 4~~

I said as I gently lifted the shade , and to my shock , the dude was dancing , DANCING!!! in his room , "DUDE!!" I said trying to get the horror to end . The dancing doofus quickly froze when he realized I was watching , and then with a terrible attempt to cover it up , he stopped and struck a 'rude boy' pose . Awful , 'yet cute' if I might add. "Sooo....ummm, I will see you at 7 tomorrow morning then?" he asked trying to sound cool after making a complete ass of himself . "7!! no no no Mr. Flash dance , try 10. I plan to sleep." my response was funny but serious , I am awesome . "Ok , 8" Is he trying to nagoshiate with me! this bitch dont know who he's dealing with . "Ha! you trying to nagoshiate . Ok let me humour you . 9:45 . Final offer." I crossed my arms over my chest to show him I wasnt playing games . Then the cutest , sexiest , ughh! down right girl-melting thing happened , Nate looked directly through me with his piercing brown eyes , raised one eyebrow , gave me the sweetest half smile ever crossed his hands under his pecks . "You win" , 'you win' huh... the words rang in my ears the way he said it , his tone was just .....heavenly --Wait , what the hell , Im loosing my mind . Im swooning over a GUY!! no! no way , snap out of it Kat , wake up-- "Kool , and dont try to be early and say oops, that shitty trick doesnt work on me ." my answer seemed bitchy , jus' the way I like it . "Fine by me , as long as I get to spend more time with the radiant attitude , Im awesome ." the sarcasm in his voice was noted , and very agitated ... but still REALLY cute . "What ever , bye!" I couldnt let him see me blush , wait...hold the f#*!*king phone , Kat Catelyn Jones knows how to blush! woah . I quickly closed the window shade and turned to face my bed . Walking towards the queen size , quilted bed , i just went through the memories I had of my mother . How , whenever I couldnt sleep she would come to my room sit next to me, stroke my hair and just hum, no particular song just a tune she made up . When ever I got scared she would hold me as close as she could and gently squeeze me till the fear was gone . If I was being honest I loved my mother , I dont like her...but I love her. I mean she did carry me for 9 months and then go into labour for about 17 hours . Laying on the bed I just looked up at the ceiling , imagining that there were stars painted on . "Kat!? time for dinner . Kat?" the sound of my aunts voice travelled up the stairs , not far behind I heard her footsteps , but I couldnt bring myself to open my eyes , I was half asleep --that limbo state where you can hear and feel but you dont really want to move-- so I just laid there and let her come to see me and leave me there . "Awww , poor child is asleep , guess she will have to meet you tomorrow." 'meet you tomorrow??' who the hell was that ? wanting to see the person I would have to meet I slowly rolled over and gracefully and casually opened my eyes with a slight groan . Just to make it look like I was fast asleep and her voice woke me up. "What? whats going on?" I made my voice sound all groggy and sleepy --wasnt that hard anyway , I did drama for 2 semesters-- "Girl , I know you werent sleeping , I saw your foot move when i said 'meet you' " my aunt sounded very pleased with herself , it was annoying . "Dinners ready , if you feel like eating ." "wait! what about the person Im supposed to meet ?" I sounded oddly concerned , 'ugh! , that is not like me . a lot of things are happening that are not like me , did I inhale somebodies cocaine on the train , maybe somebody was burning meth , or maybe --chuckles from my aunt broke my concentration . "Hun , there is no one you need to meet , Im single , and last time I checked I wasnt involved in an affair so ." my aunt said , with a slight giggle I found soothing ." Ha , ha.....so you just said that for me to get out of bed huh?" I gave my aunt a very disbelieved yet impressed look "yes, yes I did , and seeing as im having this conversation with you ....it worked! so , are you eating with me or shall i put your spaghetti in the micro-wave ?" she asked, turning slightly , like she was ready to leave . "Im coming , Im starving anyway , and it would be a rime not to eat ." I quickly scouted off the bed , pushed my feet into my slippers and made my way down stairs behind my aunt . When we reached the bottom of the mahogany stairs we entered the living room , my aunt had brought the food in there so we could watch some tv while we stuffed our faces with pasta , sauce , some unusually large meat balls and salad , washing it down with lemonade . I asked for Tequila , but she said no cuz she was afraid I might get drunk , find some mad strength , tie her up , throw her in the closet , get in the car , and drive off the nearest peer singing 'Fuck you thunder , you can suck my dick' . Ok first thing wrong with that senario is that .... I DONT HAVE A DICK! second thing , I dont have my licence cuz it was confiscated for reckless driving , third thing ,I dont get drunk off of one drink , I know how to handle alcohol (the one good thing my dragon of a mother taught me) . "yeah , yeah , ha ha . You seem to have all the jokes hu Joy-ann ." yes , I call my aunt by her first name , I call my own mother by her name , mum isnt suiting for a wicked snake like her . "You know you can call me aunt Joy-ann right ?" her voice sounded like she was begging me to call her that , well she would be begging for a while . I dont have respect for adults becuz most of them I know ruined my life . "Yeah .... I dont think so , Joy-ann works better for me , Im done eating , do you mind if I go to bed ?" My tone might have been a little abrupt but , who cares , I just got up from the recliner I was sitting in and carried my empty plate to the kitchen sink . After washing up , I left the kitchen I was about to go upstairs when something caught my eye , it was my aunt .

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