OK HI! I know its beed awhile dont know how long. I've been having homework everynight and crap yea i hate it! I mean why give us homework when we can do it then! well heres a new story tell me if you like it! :)
How's my House? Hell. How's School? Hell. Just Say My life is Hell
IZZY'S POV!
"LIZZY! Get your fucking fat ass up! You're going to be fucking late for your new school!" I heard Jane's voice yell from downstairs. I can guess what you thinking who is Jane and where is my mom. Well that loving voice is my mom. My mom is skinny, black hair, fake tan, dark brown eyes, and face that have been biotic. She is a drug addict and is happily been married for four years to Lawrence Dale. He is tall with thick dark brown hair, light blue grey eyes, strong jaw line, pale lips, the bottom lip is fuller then the top one, tall, and you can tell he works out a bit. He loves my mother to death and does anything for her. He loves me to death as well, but this death has a different meaning from my mom. He means that if I tell anyone what he does to me he will kill me or beat me worse then he ever has, which means death. I give you some back ground about me. My dad died when I was nine and my mom blames me for it. You wonder why, because I begged him to take me to the Brooklyn Mall while it was storming. We got in a wreck that killed him instantly. I have an older brother name Ty, who is seventeen, and he is the only one I can trust in this hell whole called life. He has dark brown hair that he got from our dad, dark brown eyes he got from our mom, his tall, trying to grow a beard but looks good, pale, and he plays football. I use to live in Brooklyn till I moved to Los Angelis this summer. I will be going to Sinister High School (A/N: don't know if it's real). I was rapped by my step-father and is abused by him too when Ty isn't around the house. My mom is like I said a druggie and some what an alcoholic and last but not least I street race, but I don't know if I do it here.
I got out of bed as someone knocked on my door. I flinched when my feet touched the cold floor, and shivered from the cold hitting me were my blue booty shorts and white tank isn't at. I opened the door to meet with a hug from Ty as he mumbled a good morning in his deep voice. He wore dark blue skinny jeans with a black shirt on with a grey fox sign that looked like is was dripping and had on grey converse. His hair was straight and swooshed to the left. He kissed my head and walked in. He sat on my twin bed as I went to my closet to pick out my outfit. I picked out some dark blue skinny jeans and a tan shirt with flowery print in gold, brown, and dark purple with an olive razor back vest. I added some black pumps for shoes as I threw it onto my bed. I walked into my bath room to take a shower. I turned the water on hot as I climbed in. I washed my black hair with suave professional rosemary mint and washed my body with coconut body wash. I jumped out as Ty yelled twenty more minutes. I blow dried and straightened my hair after brushing my teeth. I put my pale base, purple eye shadow, black eyeliner, and stiletto mascara on. I put my close on and rushed out when Ty said that we had to leave picking up my fox back pack, iPhone, and headphones. Ty and I yelled a bye to Jane and Lawrence, and we left to Sinister High in his red and black 2010 Dodge Viper Srt 10 Acr Specs. It took us about ten minutes to get to our school from our mansion Lawrence bought in late May.
When, we pulled into the school you could already tell it will be hell. People were in groups with their friends talking. You could tell that the jocks and sluts were on the steps talking, making out, joking around, and most had stopped to admire the car. I looked at Ty from the passenger side and meet his eyes with mine. He nodded his head as he opened the door and shut it. As I got out the parking lot that was once loud became quite with peoples stares. When we walked by a group they started whispering to each other thinking we couldn't hear about them talking about the car and how hot Ty and I am. I was about to tell them off when I felt some ones hand take mine. I looked up at my brother who gave me a look that said don't you dare. I turned around and glared as they turned back around. Three jocks stood up and blocked the entrance as we tried to get to by. The one is the front had short brown hair to his eye brows with a tint of red, his eyes were like milk chocolate that I could stare into all day that was framed by his black long eye lashes, his square jaw was strong, and his pale lips held a perfect smirk. His body looked like he was on the football team and was tan but not to tan from staying in the sun, and his arms held muscles. He wore a tight grey shirt that molded to his skin and his six pack. He looked me up and down as his gaze stayed at my breast. An annoyed sigh left my light pink lips as the guy left to the leader tried to hide a chuckle, but it didn't work. He had dark tan skin with curly black hair, and his eyes were dark brown that held humor not like the leaders eyes. He wore jeans and a tight black shirt that was like a second skin.
