screw perfect love stories

ch1: Just drinking a alcoholic slurpy with my imaginary friend Kayla

Where do I begin with me life? The first mistake I made was being a girl."we wanted a boy." My bitch of a mother tells me. I guess the second mistake was having these issues with my body. Sorry....not. Third mistake, having the doctors not have a name for it. Sorry not sorry. And of course this is all my fault. My 'mom' thinks I am the shit baby , of course she never said it but actions speak louder then words. Like when all 3 of my siblings could go to Susie Loukzie's party and my mom told me that I wasn't 'invited'. When I confronted Susie about it she told me that my mom  told and paid her not to invite me to the party. Bitch. She's afraid of my seizures. Hey there not all that bad, some crazy shit happens in my seizures. One time I was swimming in a pool of gold with the queen of England , then I drink cocktails with Oprah. But sometimes I just see colors. Anyway my mom has hated me since I've been born, not just because of my gender and body issues my physical appearance too. My older sister Gwen has gorgeous honey kissed blond hair, I have black hair. Gwen has icy blue eyes that almost cast you into a spell, I have hazel eyes. Gwen is model thin and elegant, Im only average. Gwen has flawless skin,I am covered in freckles. My younger sister Jessica looks just like her but smaller. My older brother Justin is tall , buff, blond , blue eyed, broad shouldered, and incredibly handsome. Gwen's hair is bone straight but has a little bit of volume, my hair is wavy as shit. Justin has  old jb hair and rocks it. We are all tall even I am which is the only thing saving me from being totally isolated from this family. What s a 16 year old to do? Nothing, that's what. My dad left our happy family for a blond trashy hot 26 year old , but my mom is sure that he left because of me. Yep she's crazy too. God if my two friends Tiffany and Maggie weren't here I'd be doomed. But the best most perfect person in my life is Kayla. She's black and has blue pixie cut hair, she is GORGEOUS. Her eyes are light brown, her cheekbones are as high as the sky. Oh and one more thing, she's imaginary. Today we were in my room smoking cigarettes talking. "I hate her." I told Kayla in between puffs. " Who?" She asked . I looked at her like she was dumb." Jane ." I replied. My mom's real name is Jane , I don't think she deserves the title Mom. " oh , well I know." We sat in silence enjoying our cigarettes when Gwen ran in. " I knew I smelled smoke in here. And who were you talking to Kayla?" I rolled my eyes. Gwen is just like my mom only prettier and younger. "Yes, I was until you interrupted ." She crossed her arms and gave me a disgusted look. "God why are YOU my sister?" She said sourly. She is literally the worst. "Go back to your hole spawn of Satan." She huffed , tossed her hair and left. I looked at Kayla who's lips were curled. "She's quiet a like twat now isn't she?" I laughed and went back to enjoying my cigarette.

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Today my mom wanted me to go pick up some stuff , but of course I'll do something totally different then I was told. I put on my black leather jacket, and my dark grey converse. My black wavy hair was in a messy ponytail. I hopped in my car with Kayla , Kayla seemed annoyed. "What's wrong?" I asked while putting the key in the ignition. " nothing." I ignored her and went back to driving. I WAS told to get pasta but I decided to go to Sal's to go get a slushie. I walked in and the cashier Debby. She's 70 and a heavy smoker with a pale leather face, kind brown eyes and always wears a frown. As soon as I walked in Debby rolled her eyes. " you again?" She coughed. " I haven't been here in two weeks." I responded while filling up my perfect blue and red slushie. " Exactly, wat too soon for me . " I paid for my slushie and headed to my car with Kayla. " a little hint of naughty? Kayla asked holding up a bottle of jack Daniels. " si,me mucho gusta jack Daniels " Kayla poured half the bottle in my cup and then finished the rest. Kayla looked off to the disantce and smirked. " look at mental case over there. " Kayla pointed and my head followed. There was a tall boy by his car hitting the side of his car door. I think he was taller then me which is really saying something since I'm 6'0 ft. He was Arabic I think, he was beautiful. His black silky hair was in a quiff. He had big dark glistening eyes brown which made me crazy. He had broad shoulders and big biceps and from what I could tell he had rock hard abs. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a hoodie, dark blue jeans, and black vans. " Fuck! Fuck this life!!!!!!" He screamed while punching the car. He was clearly British. I calmly watched him while drinking my slushie. He put his hands on top of his head and walked around in a circle. I caught his eye and he turned to me. " what the fuck are you looking at?!!?!" He yelled. " Dick much?" Kayla said. " Just a crazy British." I responded. " who do you think you are?" He yelled. " Lexi ." He put his hands on his hips. " Lexi why don't you turn around and mind your own damn buissness. " he said with an angry expression. " No." He almost fell over. " Excuse me?" I crossed my arms and stook up my nose. " I said no. Fuck you. If you're gonna make a scean I a public parking lot don't be surprised if someone stares at you." He sighed. " I'm sorry lexi., I've just had a shit day. " " its okay......um....." he smiled. "Zayn " I waved my cup in his face. " I hate slushies." " it has jack Daniels." He signaled for the cup. "Do you need a ride?" He nodded. We hopped into the car. "Thanks." " Don't mention it." The ride was long and quiet  and when he got out I watched him go up the steps to his house. I got home and heard my mom bitch about me not having the items she sent me out to get and about how my breath smelled like alcohol. I didn't care because it was all worth it. Id do it again just so I could see his face again. I layed on my bed and looked at the straw in my hand. I couldn't but think about how his delicious lips were and the exact straw I was holding. I held it to my heart and closed my eyes. " I hope I see you again cute angry guy." I whispered then fell slowly asleep.