Life's A Bitch (ON HOLD)

Little Miss Sunshine

I laced up my black boots, making sure that my dress hadn't slid down or up, and checked my blonde hair in the mirror one last time. My best friend Miranda's boyfriend had hooked up with her just to get in her pants, then two weeks later broke up with her and got with the school slut, Ashley. That asshole deserved to pay, and we were going to get him back, good. I smirked at the would-be look on his face when he would find out what we were doing, it was going to be great. I looked at myself in the mirror again, making sure that my boobs were showing a good amount of cleavage, boobs were the key to a man's pants.

I started on my makeup, trying to stop my hands from shaking. Liquid eyeliner could be such a bitch I swear. One mistake and you've completely and utterly fucked up. Checking both eyes in the mirror I was satisfied with the way I looked, and decided to sit down and wait for Manda to get here. I surfed on Facebook while I waited, going through my dashboard to see what people were shittalking about now. I noticed that there were quite a few statuses about the new hot guy at our school. I scoffed, knowing that with our school's luck it was another self-centered jock.

I hadn't seen him yet, and that was because I was suspended. For two weeks. They said I needed to calm down and think about my actions before I did them, but it's not my fault the teacher grabbed me and yelled at me to sit down. I mean have you no respect? I was just going to take a piss and you decided to get all bitchy in my face. It's your fault you grabbed me, you should've expected me to punch you in the nose if you'd shake me like that. I'd been told that I was walking on thin ice. I didn't get in too much trouble at school, mainly because I'd get arrested outside of it, off school property. At least I was decent enough to deal with my drama at home, right?

I head a ding come from my phone, looking up at the top of the screen to see a text from Miranda that read: "Hey Chloe! Just thought I'd let you know that me and the hubs are back together, so thanks but I don't need that favor from you anymore. See you at school on Monday xx" I rolled my eyes, not shocked nor surprised that she had taken him back, girls always do. They're so weak. I stood up, deciding to go clubbing before returning to hell, or school, tomorrow as they normally call it. Spraying some of my favorite perfume on me, and popping a mint, I put my phone in the side of my dress near my boobs. I heard that you can get breast cancer that way, but this dress was too good to ruin with a jacket, and I wasn't leaving my phone at home. I lit up a smoke as I shut and locked the door to the apartment. I walked in my boots, loving the way my feet felt in them, and the way the smoke felt going into my lungs. I was almost to the club when someone jerked on my arm, causing me to drop my precious ciggy. I whirled around glaring at the stranger who dared to take my love away from me. Well I actually had a few other loves too, sorry ciggy, I tend to cheat on you with alcohol and sex.

"What the fuck was that about?" I growled up at the stranger, well, the very attractive stranger. He had dark brown wavy hair that swooped about his head, and ice blue eyes. I raised my eyebrows as I thoroughly checked him out. He was wearing dark blue jeans, that almost looked black, and a dark blue shirt. At least he knows how to match, I thought. He wrapped it up with light blue grey Vans. He was muscular- but not Hulk Hogan muscular. He had the muscles that you could see through his clothes, that you just wanted to slide your hands up all over and taste. I heard a cough which brought my attention back up to the stranger's face. 

"Are you done checking me out?" He smirked. His voice was low, and I got the feeling that it could be even huskier at certain times. "I know I'm hot but you look like you're ready to rip my clothes off. With that feisty attitude I didn't think you'd be looking at me like that, Little Miss Sunshine." I raised my eyebrows at him, he'd grabbed me and jerked me around, he didn't think I'd be angry? I brought my arm up and flipped my hand to gesture to his body appreciatively.