The smell of apple pie with cinnamon was felt as soon as I entered my house. Maybe this day even not that bad. I went to the kitchen and saw my dad there. He stood near the oven and took out the pie. He is good at cooking. He is really good.
"Oh, hey Tinley, I didn't notice you came home" he smiled and put the pie on the table. "How was your day at school?"
"It was all right. There is a new girl who took some classes with me" I poured myself grape juice in a glass and sat on a chair.
"A new girl? Is she nice?"
"Actually, I don't think so. She is this type of rich kids who are disrespect almost everyone and feel like they are all allowed."
"So this girl is one more rich kid?"
"Extremely rich. She is wearing Gucci and drives Mercedes."
"Honey, you know that Gucci and Mercedes don't mean that their owner is a bad person?" My dad smiled warmly.
"Yes, I know. But probably she feels like if her car costs more than my bud, she can acts like she is Jesus Christ."
"Is she acts this way?" Dad knitted his brows while putting the dishes on the table.
"Nah, with me she was normal, but at lunch she and the rest of rich kids poured some soup into a bottle and then poured it into Mrs. Lawrence's bag. Okay, this teacher is pure evil, but it's not the reason to destroy her stuff!"
"Okay, probably she is a spoiled brat, I get it, honey" my dad laughed and cut the pie "would you mind to tell your brother and Sue to go downstairs? Food is ready" I nodded and went upstairs.
Tate's door was locked so I guess he was sleeping or masturbated. Most likely the second and thanks god Tate always locked the door theese times. Than I headed to Sue's room. This bitch just This bitch has occupied my sleepover room. I decorated it fot months. And now this freak is using my soft hammock, cozy pillows and laughs at the fact that I lost my place to chill with my friends. Choke on a dick and die.
"Food is ready" I said not even bothered myself to open a door.
"What kind of food?" She asked and I rolled my eyes.
"For you I have top grade arsenic" I yelled back and than headed to the kitchen. My favorite pie can't wait anymore.
I sat on the chair and took a plate with a piece of apple pie. Thanks dad for your cooking skills. The front door slammed, which means one thing - mom is at home. I hate it when we have to have dinner together. I love my mom, but almost everyday she finds a way to make me sad. And the only one thing about me taht she cares about is school. Like lives of my whole family members depend on my school grades.
"Hello to everyone" Is she in a good mood? For real?
I quickly took my plate and went to my room. Probably she will yell at me because of eatting in bedroom, but she will yell at me because of "not the best grade in math class" so what the point to be good at other things?
I came to my room and turned on the music on my laptop. Drake is my king. Am I allowed to marry him? I laid down on my bed, scrolling my Insta feed and eating my apple pie. I froze when I heard voices under my window. I got out of bed and shook off the crumbs, I opened the window.
"Get down and go hang out, Tinley-Vinley" I saw Theo, let me explain, he is the most annoying, selfish and rude boy in my school. And the most popular, of course.
"What? Why?" I was confused. For real. I was, dude.
"Get your ass down before I got to pick you up" He smirked, lookin right on my boobs. Why today I decided to wear a shirt with such a huge neckline?
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BAD HABIT |Billie Eilish|
أدب الهواةHigh school. Right girl. Excellent student. One day will change everything. Spoil me if you can.