The Badgirl Next Door !

Chapter 1 - First day & already ran into Trouble

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My alarm clock went off, in that oh so annoying tune it plays.

" Alright! I hear you. So shut the hell up." I grumbled slamming my hand down on my night stand. Searching for the damn clock.

Finally finding the god damn thing, I looked at the time. It was 3:30am.

" Time to get ready for the gym." I mumbled to myself.

Throwing the covers off of me, I got up made my bed and went to my walk in closet to get my clothes to wear for today after I am done at the gym. When I got my clothes out and packed it neatly into my gym bag.

I walked out my closet with my gym bag in hand and closed the closet doors.

Then I neatly put my bag at my room door and went to the bathroom that is connected to my room.

I turned on the shower , stripped down and got into the shower.

Okay well I am having a shower, let me tell you a bit about myself. 

I am 18 years old. I have black hair that reaches just below my bum.
I have icy grey eyes. Weird I know. It's a mixture between bright blue eyes that looks like a electric shock blue with stormy grey clouds.

I have a fit body because I go to the gym every day at 4am to 6am and 3pm to 7pm then I go to work from 7:30pm to 11:30pm. I arrive home at midnight.

I go to college. I finished high school last year.

After I was done with my shower I got out, brushed my hair and teeth before going back to my closet.

Looking through my black pile of sweatpants, I picked out a pair of black Nike sweats. Then I walked to my pile of black sport's bras. And picked out my black Nike sport's bra. Walking to my underwear rack I took out a black thong. Don't judge. They are really comfy to workout in.

After drying off, I started getting ready. I went to my hoodies line and took out a white hoodie.

I walked to my trainers ( shoes racks. All my shoes are there but separated in groups. Trainers. High heels. Pumps. Sneakers. Boots. Flats. Sandels.) Taking out a pair of white Nike's, I was done with my outfit.

Oh. Before I forget. I am a neat freak. Germ freak. And I have ADHD and OCD.

And I am mute. Yes. I do talk but to myself no one else. No one has ever heard me speak not even my mother. Everyone except for my father.

I tyed my hair up in a messy high ponytail.

After that was done I made sure everything was neatly put away before I took my school bag and gym bag and left out of my room and locked my door.

I went downstairs to the kitchen were my parents both were seated at opposite ends of the dinner table. Looking like they are going to explode any minute now.

That is one of the reasons why I stopped talking to anyone when I was 9. And from there on I never spoke a word to anyone except with my father.