He saved my life... Well kind of ?

He saved my life...Well kind of? 35

Yo, I was going to post before January 3rd, but I didn't have a long enough post.  & then school started up and I just didn't have the time. Sorry about the wait. The ending is kinda rushed, I'm sorry about that too.

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I could feel their stares on me as I opened the closet picking a black leather jacket  and running my arms through the hole, I then grabbed my keys found on the statue to the right of the door. I gave a scoff towards Lisa before unlocking the front door and making my exit.

Clicking the button on the car remote and seeing the headlights turn on. I was just about to open the door and slip in. But I heard my sister call my name, she was still in her school uniform her black high heels clapping against the paved driveway.

“Trin, where are you going?” She called trying her best to run in the heels but she looked like an awkward person.

By the way, my family always calls me Trin, a nickname for Trinity. My mother used to always call me that. Which is why I get annoyed or sceptical when other people call me Trin.

I shifted my weight onto my right leg and looked at her,  “What’s it look like, I’m leaving.” I answered in a annoyed tone in addition to rolling my eyes.

“I said where, smart one.” She replied and placed a hand on my car when she finally was a smaller distance away from me.

“I don’t know, at the moment. So can you leave me to go now?”  I asked.

“Fine, next question, why are you leaving?” 

“Because of her.” I said using my left thumb to jab at the house behind me. Just thinking about Lisa might being my step sister left my blood boiling.

“Penny? I swear you two were close, almost like this.” Ashley recalled twisting her pointing and middle finger around each other.

“I do like her, but I meant her as in her daughter, did you know Lisa was her daughter? It was just too good to be true. To think she might be spending more time with us. I’m scared I might catch some disease from her just by sitting next to her.” I informed her then shifted my weight again.

Just so you know, Ashley isn’t a huge fan of Lisa either. There what you call frenemies, your friend and enemy. Ashley wants to be the queen bee of Hamilton High and so does Lisa.  Blah blah blah. Also, they want guys to lust after them and be with them and girls to want to be them. I however don’t want to be anything close to them. I am not the type seeking for attention. Lisa is pretty much a slut, whore and a bitch. I’ve heard she did more people than I can count with both of my hands and feet, for the slow ones, more than twenty. That is what you call a dirty little whore. She might as well drop out and become a prostitute she accomplished so much already and junior year isn’t even done yet. In January there was rumour going around she slept with a math teacher since it was her weakest subject, even in grade school, I being a good best friend then always helped her. Anyways, word got around, he was reported and fired, I have no clue  if he went to jail or anything.

 I wonder how her parents found out, by a phone call maybe? Would go like, ‘Hello, I would just like to inform you that your daughter has been having a forbidden relationship with a teacher at Hamilton High School. Sexual harassment was involved, I am very sorry  to inform you about this. However the teacher has been fired and reported. Please talk to your daughter about these horrible actions, thank you.’

If my dad were to find out if I did that, I’d get beat, most likely. Enough about the dirty whore Lisa, I shook the rumour and my thoughts about the topic out of my mind.