Chapter 1
September 5, Monday" You ready yet Miesha?" I asked
"No, you?" She wants to know.
" Well we have ten minutes until its seven O'clock ard?" I say
"You didn't answer my question." She says.
"No, I'm not ready." I say
I'm Vanity Marie Wilson and my sister name is Meisha Dameria Wilson. We are fraternal twins look a lot alike body and shape but when it comes to looks she does her thing and i do mine. I'm my sisters keeper she sticks up for me and i do the same for her. We're here because our parents wanted to be obnoxious by moving to this state called Indiana. Do we want to be here? No. Absolutely not, but was this our decision? No. There is nothing we could've done but pack our stuff from Jersey to here. Now about our family, our dad's a lawyer and moms a doctor, you might think we get everything we want but no we have to work for it to earn it. We have four cars two mustangs for me and my sister, one white another black, i have the white one, she's more artsy than I am. Now we have to go to this ratchet behind school in Indiana called Douglas. Don't get it twisted I'm not a punk but i stunt for the broke bitches. Indiana has never seen a chick like me before so they better watch out. Its almost time to go to school and i choose to wear my chic peplum dress and black stilettos, not those high stripper shoes but the low and elegant Open toe ones. I have an amazing body that i thank God for, big booty in the back and a medium size chest. Now my sister here has no boobs but aahs doesn't care her booty makes up for it. She's rocking her red skater skirt with a white crop top and a black blazer and some sandals they're black. Admit it my sexy sister threw on the damn lay, just put her outfit together for yourself and you'll see. After we get dressed we go downstairs for breakfast.
" Miesha pass me the bagel." I say
" Here but next time can you make the trip yourself?" She asks
" Girl shut up you were right there whatI need to walk there for?"
My mother and father comes downstairs to have breakfast with us. My mom works an right hoe shift and sometimes she does overtime to make extra money, does she need it? No, but she does have bills to pay.
"Goodmorning mom and dad." Miesha and i both say in unison. They say morning back to us. Now we are ready to go while they're still having breakfast. Miesha says let's go and i grab my Michael Korrs bag and we head out, taking her car.
When we reach the school Douglas High, I see people standing and staring. Wondering why they looking at us all crazy, I decided you ask my sister.
"Why these bitches looking ask crazy?"
"I don't know but somebody gon' catch a damn case if they don't watch they eyes." She says
"Right, let a bitch look at me crazy, its gon' be a mix cause we don't play that shit." I say
She laughs. Trying to intimidate Miesha, its not easy shell just laugh in your face but when it comes to me, I get intimidated real fast, and I'm territorial so what's mine is mine. We walk up the school steps to enter
the double does and get our schedule. I'm not dumb, I'm a chick wit' beauty and brains. Don't tell her i said this but sometimes my sister plays too much and receives one or two stupid classes. We ended up having the first two classes together which was math and chemistry.
"You ready for this school year Miesha?" I asked.
"I can't think of anything better Vanity, eleventh grade us going to be a blast." She says.
"Okay let's go to Mrs. Dubbers class." I say.
We walk up the stairway, even though we're late Miesha's gonna take a kick out of this one. She's like a showoff but in a good way, she sticks up for other people but she likes the attention. I know that i may sound like a brat, but I hate attention because you never know how someone if going to react, you know. We walk in and everyone looks at us there's about sixty eyes on us. Miesha laughs and murmurs, i can get use to this but i frown.
"umm..excuse me is this Mrs. Dubbers class?" I ask humiliation in my voice.
"Yes it is, I am and you're late." She says sternly.
"Sorry, we're new and didn't know our way up here."
"I'll let it slide this time but next time I need a note now, find you're seats." She said.
We took our seats in the second row, the first two seats that were available. Miesha smirks. I chuckle, the thing is w have never been the good girls, don't get me wrong we never ran a school or nothing its just that saying we were sorry was a joke we always played on the teacher. We let them think they got the best of us.
Algebra two went by pretty fast, the next thing I know is we're heading to lunch. I'm waiting for Miesha, don't know what's taking her so long, but I wait anyway. When I look up there she is walking towards me.
"What took you so long?" I asked
"I had to stop by locker." She said.
"Where was that at?" I asked
"The office lady said they had a confusion with where my locker was but it was on the fourth floor." She said.
"Okay let's grab or lunch and go back to your car to eat." I say.
We head to the cafeteria, grab our lunch but as soon as we're about to walk through the double doors to get outside I see a fine ass boy looking at me Miesha doesn't see him because she's in front of me but I act like I don't see him by playing ignorant so I kept it pushing just as Miesha opens the double doors someone grabs my hand.
"Excuse me ma, can I holler at you?" Sexy asks.
I laugh because I don't like people touching me except my boyfriend, but since I don't have one, don't touch me.
"One get your hands off of me, two I'm not your mother and three no, you can't holler at me." I say, I'm clearly annoyed because he's so fine but don't touch me. He let's go of my arm and just stands there, while Meisha and I walk out.
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Twisted Love
Teen FictionVanity Marie Wilson and her sister Miesha Dameria Wilson moved with their parents from New Jersey to Indiana. Everything changes, their school, their friends and their love life. Can she keep a boyfriend without problem?? Find out in this twisted lo...