The Bitch and the Bastard

The meeting

"I will face everything and riisee!" I sung, shifting my feet up and down in the air. I was lying on the big dark purple comforter on my bed in my red colored room. I jumped up, turned on Sex Metal Barbie really loud, and went down stairs for some chocolate milk.

My mom came in. "Will you turn that down?!" She shouted over the music. I pushed the button on my remote to pause it, staring at her. "Thank you." She breathed out. I started pouring the milk and chocolate in a cup. "We're getting new neighbors. They've been in moving in all day." I glanced up at the window over the sink to see some older guy taking a box inside. Must be the husband. "They have a boy about your age." I smirked. A new mouse to play with. "And I invited them over for dinner, so be polite and remember your manners."

I turned around to face her, stirring my milk. "Don't I always?" I took a drink and burped.

She rolled her eyes and walked out. I hit the play button on the remote and smirked after hearing her groan. Resting against the bar, I thought about tonight. Wondered what the guy is going to be like. Probably just another pussy who's scared of me. Oh well. I started back up to my room, hustling up the stairs. Luckily, I had the upstairs all to myself. Mom and dad had a room downstairs. So it was so much easier to do what I wanted. The upstairs was the best part of the house, if you ask me. My room was really huge and had a big bathroom connected to it, and a huge walk in closet. The upstairs was pretty much just made to be a big bedroom with the connections. There was a little bathroom that wasn't connected to my room or anything, but that was the only reason to come up here unless someone wanted me.

I walked into my closet and set my milk down on a shelf. What to wear, what to wear. After looking at everything I own, I decided just a black tank top and white shorts would be great. I put them on and grabbed a brush and my jewelry box, walking over to my big mirror. Some sliver hoop earrings and a skull necklace went great with the outfit. A few sliver bangles went perfectly. I had mascara and eyeliner on from earlier, so I didn't need to put on any. I did, however, put on some pink tinted chap-stick though. Then I heard the doorbell ring and my mom talking to some people. I heard my dad a few moments later.

Let the fun begin.

I walked down the stairs. "Here she is now." My mom started. "Honey." Shoot me. "These are the Perries. Marissa Perry, and John Perry. Their son is running a little late."

"Yes, he was still trying to get his pants on when he told us to start heading over without him." Marissa spoke. I tried not to laugh. All I could imagine is some dork with freckles and glasses trying to hop into some jeans and falling over.

"So shall we dismiss to the dining room?" My mom asked, gesturing to the dining room.

Marissa smiled and started walking to the dining room. When they all got out of eyesight, I rolled my eyes and tried not to groan. I started trying to sneak upstairs. About halfway up, the doorbell rang. Aw fuck. I huffed and glared down at the stairs for a minute. "I'll get it!" I turned and opened the door, coming face to face with a gorgeous guy.

Then he opened his mouth. "Hey babe. I'm at the right house, right? I'm Justin. And you are?"

"I'm Charlotte."

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Guy on the right is Justin. Took me forever to found someone close to being him. But I guess whatever, I can't find anyone perfect that has more than one picture so ya. Besides him anyways. Anyways. Hope you liked the chapter