My sisters, bad boy
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I'm not your regular high school student. I'm a girl who doesn't take shit from anyone. Who has light brown hair and bright green eyes. I wear what I want to and Not what other people want me to.
I'm not popular. I wear jeans and a t-shirt everyday. Along with my skate shoes. Vans or converses. Most people take the bus or car I school. I ride my skateboard.
I'm me.
I don't even live with my real family. I live with my stepsister, stepmom, and adoptive dad. I've never heard or seen my parents. My real ones.
My stepsister is a different story than me. She has everything she ever wanted. Friends, popularity, brand name cloths, a boyfriend.
Her boyfriend.
Man. He's the cutest, most popular guy in school. We're Not friends at all. he doesn't even notice me, even though he's at our house all the time. Either fighting or making out with my stepsister.
Will he ever notice me?
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