Tough, scary and edgy. Those are only a few things people would call Nolia Ross. But in reality she is nothing of the sort. Her home life is ... bad to say the least. Her parents wish she was more like her twin brother Jackson who is smart and kind...
Yes I know it's been a while since I last uploaded this story and before you get all angry in the comments, I have been meaning to upload and continue this story for a while now. But life got in the way, what with school and my health not being what it should and all that.
To those of you lovelies who are still here and want to find out what happens next... YAY!!! Thank you so much for being patient.
I love you all and without further ado let's get on with the story!!!
Bye lovelies
Sara xx
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Nolia POV
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I was sitting on my bed listening to music and doing homework as I heard Jackson's car pull up the driveway. It was at 8 o'clock. He was never out this late. Our parents were out tonight on their 'date night' so I had been home alone for four hours and I was bored.
I got up and went downstairs as he shut the door. "Hey, how are your friends?" I asked sarcastically.
He didn't answer. He didn't even look at me.
Jackson walked into the kitchen, me close behind. He still didn't look at me. He grabbed a slice of pizza from the box on the counter. "How was your date?"
"What?" I asked.
"Your little date. How was it? And here I thought you had detention," he finally turned to look at me.
"I did have detention. I didn't go o-"
"Don't lie to me!" He yelled. "I saw you get out of the car," Jackson yelled and walked towards me. He was angry, his face beet red.
"What are you talking about..." Oh shit. Wade. "Oh that... He drove me home. That's all, " I said walking back away from him. I continued to walk backwards until my back it the wall.
"Do you know who he is?" He yelled.
"Wade Summers. The resident bad boy of our school. The person who dropped me home because he was in detention and you couldn't drive me home," I said simply shrugging my shoulders.
Jackson opened his mouth then stopped, thought for a moment and tried again. "Yeah, the resident bad boy, " he rolled his eyes. "You know what Wade does to girls?" He spat his name with as much venom as Wade had when he was talking about Jackson.
I stared blankly at him and his frown changed to a slight smirk. "He makes them fall head over heels for him, uses them then drops them like a hot brick. You want that don't yo-"
