Hailey!!!"
I heard my name being called from the living room
"What?" I yell back
"Your band practice starts in an hour and you promised to drive me to the mall so I can get that new dress I wanted...so hurry up"
"Look if you want me to take you stop whingeing and don’t tell me to 'HURRY UP'" I said my voice getting louder as the words flowed out
"I’m sorry 'big sister' I’m just anxious to get that dress” she said emphasising 'big sister'
"Fine come on 'little sister’” I say in the same menacing tone she used "just make it quick like you said I have band practice"
we drove in silence half way till we got to a traffic jam where some dick head decided to park sideways in the middle of the road and take a nap
"ARGH!!!! COME ON YOU CANT BE SERIOUS YOU DOUCHE BAG MOVE YOUR FREAKING CAR OUT OF THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING ROAD BEFORE I MOVE IT FOR YOU!!" I screamed out the window of my car
"Wow road rage much??"
"Seriously Heather, people can’t just park in the middle of the road like that I’m allowed to have a little rage"
"Yes well" was all she said
About 20 minutes past and that guy still hadn’t moved his car so I decided to confront him
"I'll be back” I said as I jumped out of the car
"Where are you going? What are you doing? Answer me damn it!" heather bellowed but I kept walking ignoring her and eventually stoped hearing her
"Oi jackass! Move your fucking car!! People need to drive on this road you know! "
"Go‘way girly ima trina shlepp 'ere" he said in a country southern accent
"Look bud I need to get to band practice and get my sister to the mall so move your car of ill move it for you" I said in a nice sweet voice hoping it would work better than yelling
"Oh and jusht howya gowna do that? Climb on my lap huh shweety?"
"Eww you disgusting hillbilly pervert"
This guy looked to be around his forties it was seriously disturbing and eww
"Whatchu called moy?" he asked stepping out of his car looking angry
"I called you a perverted hillbilly but I’m sure you herd that or you’d still be in your car"
His fist lunged at me quick but I ducked it and punched him in the ribs whilst I look up and some one else had punched him in the jaw. I took a moment to take in this mystery guy; he was blonde with brown highlights
He had rough features and when he was looking at the hillbilly, he's green eyes held hatred, he was wearing beach shorts no shirt and a surfy necklace he wasn’t really my type of guy but he did have a nice bod on him.
"Umm thanks’ said breaking my staring contest with his body
"Ahh no problem umm I’m Chris by the way"
"Hailey, ahh well I guess I should go” I said and went headed back to my car.
"Wait I bet I can guess what car is yours"
"Oh really go for it then"
"Okay well I’m going to go with the hot pink Mercedes" he said with a smirk "am I right or am I right"
The hot pink Mercedes contained 3 bleach blonde bimbos that I absolutely hate! Krystal evenings, Chelsea Manning and Alisha Boyys. The three biggest sluts in school!
"Haha well how did u ever guess?” I asked just to see why he thought I was a troll
"It’s in your eyes, the way you dress and well your hips” he winked as he said hips it made me want to vomit. Though I was wearing a denim mini skirt a pink top and a black vest but it was only 'cause it was hot and I had to drive heather to the mall. Call me a troll ill show him ARGH
"Oh well I hate to disappoint but you got my car completely wrong" I said
"Oh then what car is yours? And what car is mine? If you’re so smart"
"I never said I was smart but I’m guessing that your car would be the Shelby GT500"
"Wow how did you know that?" he asked amazed
"It’s in your hips" I said rolling my eyes as I walked to my car.
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