Taylor's Game

Chapter 1

Life is like a rollercoaster. Theirs it's highs and it's lows, ups and downs, it's stops and turns ,and sometimes it's breaking downs. At this point in my life I'm at that part you ride to the top, thinking everything's cool even if you know it's not over. That moment you reach the peek for just some seconds and then your thundering down like hail. Your eyes shut to not see the fall but opens because you can't take the feeling of not knowing where you end up, and the fact that your stomach feels like it's about to filp from under you.

For some people the cause of that drop, which scared the day light out of many, could be because of all sorts and types of things. For me, it was moving.

" Kimberly Ann O'Connor ! I swear to the burning passions of my soul I'm gonna kill you if you don't get out! My bathroom !" I shout while rolling my eyes at the face of a mirrored door, only to see myself.

" English please?! " yells Kimberly with that 'duh fuck' tone in her voice.

" Girl get out! Who you think you are? Damn Beyonce won't even get this treatment from me. " I shout in the corner of the door.

It's 5:45 a.m. and the first day of school. It's still pich black outside and not to mention the vibe i'm feeling standing in my home locked out of my personal bathroom. To make matters worse, I haven't slept a teaspoon for the up coming school day, which is today!. For some weird reason I never knew why I could sleep so long on any other given day, but stayed up looking at the window become a low black bluish the night before the first school day. And shall I also add , first day at a " new school " too?....I. didn't think so. The feeling sucks, period.

The lock clicked and in went the door blowing wind into Kimberly's jet black hair. As much as I wanted to smack her silly i decided to push her out of my way. Besides, she loves it here in this new state she calls home. I call it a location. Where I've been located.

" Well somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed huh? " Asks Kimberly, nick name Kim.

"Can't wake up if you never was sleep. " I replied and hit my forehead with my pointer finger as if she should have known this all along. However, Kim simply pushed both sides of her long straight jet black hair behind her ears revealing gold apple earrings. Really?

" Your acting like its my fault Tay." She says while blinking her long lashes over her dark green eyes. "Are you freaking kidding me bitch? " I. Reply coldly. She rolls her eyes and snaps into her best signature pose .

" Listen here sus, I don't know who you think ya talking to, but it ain't me. Now keep it up before I shut it down." I automatically smirk at her and drop my hands on my hips. " I wish a bitch would. " Is all i stretch through my teeth. We hold eye contact and long too. Kim breaks first and before i know it myself I'm laughing to the death of me.

" Girl I'm pulling your leg." Starts Kimberly.

" Yeah I know. " I say grinning.

" Good, now let's find you something dope to wear for this snooty snob school of yours. Ugh thank jesus I'm not in high school anymore." Says Kim as she walks back into the bathroom which goes all the way to my walk in closets and master bed room. Despite moving from Cali all the way cross country to New york and leaving behind my day one amigos and back bones I have to give props to the new mansion. I mean for one thing it's a floor more than our last one, which has gone straight to me and Kim as if we have full apartments of our own and right outside my balcony is a pool with dancing space like the hotels in Los Vegas.

Other then that it's pretty much the same as the last one. Elevator, secert staircase, massive kitchen, etc. And almost all furniture was redone by my mom, actor and world's top tenth highest paid model, Savannah Smith. Wife of Kyle O'Connor, author and now professor at Juilliard University, Kim's school. It's funny how most people think my mom was the bad chick getting with the cute nerd, but it was the other way around entirely.