The Tale Of The Brit And The Bad Boy

Chapter One

Cherry POV

"Cherry, sweetheart we're moving to Florida, your dad got a new job and it is really high pay" after hearing those words from my mum, I guess you could say my life came crashing down.

What about Angie? My best friend, who is pretty much the only person who accepts me for well, me. Sure, I have other friends, but I don't talk to them much. Sure, Greg (my annoying twin brother) accepts me too but he's an a-hole, also he has no choice but to accept me.

"No" I demanded, I'm not leaving (this is the part where I throw a huge tantrum because I don't want to face the fact that I have no choice but to go). I like it here in England, it's nice, sure we have a lot of rainy days but sometimes- believe it or not- it can be a little pleasant. Sure, Florida is nice, but the whole idea of moving from here to an entirely different country, kind of makes me feel a little sick inside.

Also in the country of the US, there's my slutty cousin Jane, who once told on me for playing on my Nintendo DS (ah, the memories) when I wasn't supposed to.

Just because I play games on many different consoles, she calls me a lesbian. You don't kid about stuff like that, it's not nice, it's as if it's a bad thing to be gay or something. Even though it may not seem as a reason to resent her for the rest of my life, I just don't like her and that's the reason I have.

"Come on, Greg said yes" that was it, that was the last straw, I stormed upstairs into my room, making sure to bang it shut (you know, for the emphasis), then proceeding to lock my door, which took me longer than planned.

"Hello Cherry" I jumped at the voice behind me.

"What the hell Greg!" it was my a-hole of a brother, on my bed with my laptop.

"So, I hear we're moving" he smirked. He's doing this on purpose to get me for embarrassing him at our birthday party last year.

You see, Greg, he's the popular guy, has loads of friends, goes by the term 'bad boy', uses his looks for a lot of things, for example: a free McFlurry from McDonald's, or even free chicken from KFC. Whereas, I am completely different. I don't do people, I'm not a 'people' person. I'm all about staying inside, in my room with the curtains closed, either playing on my old Nintendo console (yes, I still play on my DS, I couldn't find it in me to give it up) drawing, or just cooped up in bed watching superhero movies. And Greg, well he's all about going out, socialising and playing on his Xbox with his friends, all the time (seriously, it's as if they live here or something).

We used to bond so much when we were little up until high school. We don't look alike, and you can't really tell we are twins, so a lot of the time when people find out, they always seem surprised. In fact, now and then one of his girlfriends accuse him of cheating on her with me, not knowing we are related due to the very blood we share.

Anyways back to our birthday party. It was our 16th birthday party and he took pictures of himself and some famous porn star, I saw the pic and thought why not humiliate him? He's done that to me many times in the past, so why not plan some sweet juicy revenge? But, what I didn't know when I edited the picture was that the 'porn star' was his girlfriend (she looked like one, I swear! -not that I would know but you know what I mean...). So, when I uploaded it to an anonymous Facebook account, sending it to my mum, let's just say she stormed into school during a lesson, grabbed him by the ear, yelling as she stormed out of the class with Greg having no choice but to follow.

But I must admit, she was practically wearing nothing, it's not my fault I just assumed, I normally see my brother watching porn on his computer.

"Why do you want to go anyway? You have lots of friends here" I asked.