O Flair O Dare

Party!?

-Picture of Jaymie Miccal at the top.
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"So tell me what you want what you really really want! I wanna, I wanna-"
"SHUT UP!"
I shot my hand up to search for that stupid alarm clock. As soon as I felt that little sucker, I slapped down on it hard to make it stop.
"Damn I hate that thing." I mumbled to myself.
I started to unwrap myself from my beautiful cocoon of blankets and sheets to hear my brother yelling at me.
"Jaymie! Get your ass up or I'm eating breakfast!"
"Go ahead! I don't give a damn!" I tried to lie back down, but he yelled something that literally made me shit bricks and get out of bed.
"I will take a picture of you drooling with your bed head and send it to the whole school! Now hurry up!"
Fudge. He always got me. I groaned so loud I'm pretty sure my neighbors heard.
I stumbled to my balcony and opened it up with so much force. I stepped outside to feel that it was not that warm, but not that cold either.
"I hate you Massachusetts weather." I grumbled to myself while closing the door to my balcony and traveling to my walk-in closet. I picked up my matching black bra and underwear, black acid wash jeans, and a lace flowy shirt with a collar and flowers.
I walked into my connecting bathroom and laid my clothes on the counter. I took a second to actually examine myself.
My green eyes were so dark they almost looked brown. My brunette hair looked like I got attacked by a wild animal. My cheeks were flushed from my slumber and my skin looked pale. Geez I looked like shit in the morning.
I turned on the shower and stripped myself from my shorts and tank top. I stepped in the shower to only jump out a second later.
"Geez louie thats cold. Conner must have used all the hot water. Damn him."
I cranked up my shower to the hottest it could be so it was not as cold. I stood there for awhile trying to warm up to the shower. As I was just about to get out, my bathroom door was opened.
"Jay if you don't hurry up, I'm going to be late for school!" He pleaded and I bet he was pouting like a baby.
"Calm down. Just walk if your so desperate." I told him, exasperated that he would not leave me alone.
"I would, but your my cool ass sister. Plus, your the most popular kid in school. And you can't have your brother walk to school cause mom would murder you a thousand times."
The reason he didn't say dad was because he lives in Florida and is never here. He didn't cheat, remarry, or leave, but his work is in Florida. We stay with him during the summer in our house.
"Fine! Just get out!" As soon as I heard him walk out, I jumped out of the shower and changed into my clothes. I brushed my teeth and washed my face as quickly as possible. I then dabbed a little makeup here and there with mascara, eyeshadow, blush, eyeliner, and of course my nude lipstick. I blow dried my hair and put it into a hump at the top of my head and left the rest loose.
I left my room and travelled downstairs to retrieve everything else. Walking into the kitchen, I heard chatter.
"Do you want chicken or pasta cause I'm not making both you fatty." I heard my mom say.
"Why not both mom? We are growing kids!" I tried to reason with her.
I looked exactly like my mom, except her eyes were more green and her hair was lighter. She was about 5'6'' and I was 5'5''. Miranda was her name. She was wearing a black long sleeve shirt and blue jeans. Yes, you could say she was a house mom because she didn't work and always hung out with others moms on our block. The reason she didn't work was because my dad functioned for her. He was the boss of a major company I don't know the name of the gets lots of money.
"Fine. But if you don't finish your food, your making your own food the rest of the week."
I don't know what she meant by make our own food because that was practically her job. Even though we had enough money to have our own cooks and maids, mom said she didn't want her kids to be spoiled brats, but we are. We don't know how to do anything besides whine, ask, and spend money. I've never cooked in my life except for making cereal, baking, and making oatmeal and ramen noodles. My brother was staring at me with those disgusting brown eyes of his. They looked terrible on him along with everything else. His name is Conner and he was 16 wile I'm 17. I hated him with a passion but loved him cause he was my brother. If we weren't related, I would never talk to him. He had shaggy brown hair like mine and it looked like he didn't even bother to brush it. He was about 5'9'' and the most uncoordinated boy I have ever seen even though he is the best at football. He was wearing blue jeans and a white shirt that looked way too small for him. His muscles were literally bulging out of his shirt in a weird way.
"Why are you staring at me? Go away." I said while sitting down to eat my eggs. I gobbled them in my mouth since I did not have time and had to meet my friends before school.
"Nothing. Just hurry. I have a life too." Conner stated while walking out of the house with my keys.
I walked to the couch and picked up my bag and slipped on my black flats. I dismissed my mother with a small wave and a mumbled goodbye.
I closed the house door while yelling at my brother, "Give me my damn keys jerk!"
I had a red 911 Porsche that I got for my 16th birthday. Of course, my brother never got a car so I have to drive him to school.
I took my keys from him and hopped into my baby. I started the car and speeded out of my driveway.
In no time at all I reached Grace Gram High School.
I got out of the car and told my brother what I tell him every morning.
"Don't talk to me or my friends and stay with your little squad thing. Don't wait by my car and don't call me. When school ends stay at your locker until you see me at my car. Got it? Kay bye."
I didn't even wait for his reply and started walking away. He never obeys my rules and always flirts with my friends, but it never hurts to remind him whose boss.
As soon as I walked into the school, all eyes were on me.
"She knows style."
"I love her hair."
"Damn she is fine."
"She's so pretty."
"Dude I bet you I could tap that."
I rolled my eyes at that comment because of course it was the schools manwhore. Ben Mahon, who was cockier than anyone I have ever met. He always tries to get me into bed and talk to me. But still, his plans are to no avail.
"Jaymie! We missed you! You look hot too!"
That was Laura who said that. She was one of my best friends. At about 5'4'', she had the biggest personality ever. She had orange red curly hair that was not dyed but natural. She had light blue eyes and pale skin that accentuated her hair. She had on a white short sleeve lace top with a navy blue skater skirt with polka dots and white flats.
"How could you miss me? I saw you last night and thanks." We always FaceTime, Skype, or Oovoo, after school to do homework and figure out our outfits.
"You stole my flats! I thought I lost them! I'm gonna hurt you Jaymie." That just happened to be my evil and diabolical friend Nicole. She was 5'6'' and about the fastest runner I have ever seen. She had dark dark brown unruly hair that looked black. She had caramel skin that I always wanted. Her eyes were grey which was really cool. She was wearing silver hoop earrings, red toms, black jeans, a black crop top, and a blue vest.
"Apparently everyone thought it was nice to look hotter than me today.." I said kinda sad.
"Awe. Well that's what you get for stealing my flats." Nicole was glaring at me now which kind of scared me.
"I'm sorry. Next time don't leave them in my house. Plus they were like calling my name so I wore them."
"Next time I'm gonna-" I didn't even hear the rest she had to say because Adam Mac swooped in and saved me from hearing her threat.
"Hey ladies. I come in peace to invite you to a party this Saturday."
"Go away Adam. No one wants to go to your crappy parties." Laura sneered at him. He was her ex-boyfriend so I could see why the tension was there.
"Well I guess you don't and it's not my party. I just offered to tell my favorite babes. As I was saying, it's at Coles beach house at 10pm and your all invited. You might want to bring bathing suits too. Preferably two pieces. Adios."
"I'm going. I don't know about y'all but, I'm going." Said Nicole.
"I guess I could go. My brothers getting on my nerves and I have to let off some steam so hell yeah. I'm going." I so wanted to party.
"I'll only go because you guys are going." Of course Laura didn't want to go. She was so protective of me and Nicole, but she did like to party.
"Yay! We're all going!"
BRINGGGGG!
"We'll discuss outfits at lunch. Since the bell rung I have to scaddadle to home room." I said.
Here I come stupid school.