Chapter 11: Uptight, Over-reacting Teenage girls.
Mia laughed slightly but then the room fades into silence. I glance around her room tapping my foot at the awkwardness of the situation.
My eyes drift back to my friend’s slightly hunched figure and I can feel my brows slowly furrow.
“Why did you tell us? Me?”
Mia’s sharp eyes cut towards me, “Oh gee, I don’t know Summer. Maybe because of the fact that my girlfriend doesn’t want any one to know she’s gay. Maybe the fact that everyone in our school are judgmental bitches.”
I scoff, “Do you really think that we would tell anyone Mia? Really?”
As frustrated and annoyed as I am, I can understand where she is coming from though. The girls especially at my school are like vultures. They prey on the weak and helpless. Not that Mia is weak but Kasey isn’t known for her strong backbone.
“Why doesn’t Kasey want anyone to know apart from that? That doesn’t seem like something that you would accept.” I question sitting down next to Mia on her bed.
She sighs and falls, her back hitting the bed.
“Her parents are like devote Catholic’s that would most likely disown her if they knew. She is petrified of them.”
I scowl at her words already disliking the people. No parent should ever disown his or her child over something so private and personal. So what if Kasey prefers to fiddle titties rather then fiddling a boys ugly little one eyed child.
Who. Gives. A. Single. Fuck.
When I voice my opinion to my friend, she burst out laughing and pulls me into a hug, her body shaking from laughing.
Then I feel a wet patch start to grow on my shoulder and feel my heart break when Mia’s giggles turn into quiet sobs.
“Shh Hon, Shh….”
After Mia had settled and promised me that she would be okay, I left to get ready for my shift at the restaurant tonight. I didn’t want to leave her but I know Mia and I know how embarrassed she gets after someone sees her cry, even me.
As I walked up the creaky old steps leading up to my front door , it opens and mum walks out dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, plain shirt and a leather jacket. Her makeup and hair was done and her heels made the typical heel-y noise.
“Hey baby how was your day?” She asked giving me a kiss on the cheek.
I shrug, “Nothing special.”
We stand there in silence for a minute before she breaks it.
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Paint Strokes
Fiksi RemajaPair Summer Owens with a sexy Leo Santos who is always up for some fun and has a healthy splash of Spanish God in him to keep things interesting it's a recipe for a good time. Keep in mind there is a difference between a mean girl and a naughty one...
