I leaned on the wall inside the bathroom stall crying my eyes out. Oh hey,not a very nice way to meet me huh? We'll if you were in my boots then you'd know I have a perfect reason to be skipping the rest if lunch to bawl my eyes out. But before i explain what happened from when i woke up to right now let's go through introductions. I'm Macy Thomas average dirty blonde with freckles I've always wished i could scrub off my face. Average height, average family, 16, and we'll as you can probably tell average. Now let me give you the full story.
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I wake up immediately grumpy. Who the hell invented alarms so I can track them down and do some serious damage. As I reluctantly get out of my bed and step onto my warm carpeted floor I walk to the bathroom only to find it already in use by my annoying sister who decides to wake up early just so she can beat me to the bathroom. Just great. I knock on the door, hoping maybe I can at least get my toothbrush. A very smug Miranda opens the door. Everyone thinks she's an angel but if you want honesty, she's a blood thirsty demon disguised as an 18 year old.
Oh sorry Mace but the bathrooms kind of occupied. Her lips curve into a smirk, taunting me.
Come on Miranda I have to pee, and this is just cruel I only have 30 minutes to get ready and get to school, I need this bathroom. I would smack her but I'm desperate and I know she'd just torture me more. Whatever happened to sisterly love?, I batted my eyelashes innocently after the question.
"Aww you have to pee. She pointed to the tree in the backyard out of the bathroom window. We'll go pee on the tree that's where all dogs go isn't it she asks the question ever so lightly as she does a few bats of her own eyelashes and shuts the door in my face. Oh what a delightful sister I have (note the frickin sarcasm).
I finally manage to steal the bathroom and hurriedly get freshed up and throw on a black tee that says " Guardian of Awesomeness" and some skinny jeans letting my dirty blonde hair flow freely. As I slip on some sneakers I beamed at how quickly I was able to get dressed. I ran down the stairs grabbing an apple in Hope to be able to get out of the front door with no more interruptions. Honey, my dad said stopping me. I'm not going to be home when you and your sister come from school, I'm going out with Lynn, he announced I could tell he was happy about it.
I gasped dramatically, and who would blame me. This is the first date dads went on in 4 years. He isn't exactly Mr. Smooth. Ever since mom walked out on us it's been pretty hard for dad to get into the game again. Lynn's our local librarian, not exactly the prettiest of the bunch but I wouldn't exactly call her the worst looking either if you know what I mean. Dad, I force a smile, I'm so happy for you, but in less you wanted to tell me something else I need to go, I say already walking out of the door. Bye love ya, I shout hurriedly walking to Miranda's car. Yea, I stole her keys, she would've never given me a ride if I hadn't. Sue me. Plus she caught a ride with her best friend and the number one bitch Sophia, such a sweet name for such a horrible person. Why is she so horrible you ask, we'll let's just say she's a slut that got pregnant and instead of accepting the consequences she got an abortion and didn't even feel ashamed of herself for ending a life. I happened to hear her telling my sister about it. Another reason is because she picks on about everyone that can't afford designer purses and seven inch heels. I got in the car starting it while turning on the radio of course. I bobbed my head along to the music.
I know I drive you crazy, uh sometimes
I know I call you lazy and that's most times
But you complete me and that's no lie
You are my tuxedo and I'm your bow tie
We in the car sing sing singing our song
Rocking the building tear it down like we King Kong
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Teen FictionMacy Thomas was never Queen B or the "It" girl. One day, one particular day all of that changed, and to play the part she had to change everything about her,her attitude,style,personality, even hair color. Why you ask, to get revenge but for that to...