Hey everyone welcome to my first story! I'm pretty siked about it so hopefully you will be soon too. Well enjoy!
I woke up to the sound of an alarm blaring threw my intercom. I was dead set on laying in bed as long as possible. That only lasted all of five minutes. I reluctantly stumbled my way to the wall and answered the intercom. "Kill the alarm. Mission complete Aunna I am now awake." "Sorry Ms.Pricillia but it is that time again." "Ughhh I know. Send breakfast in ten. Thanks." "Yes Ms.Pricillia."
I blindly fixed my messy hair into a bun when my food arrived. I sat with my food infront of my laptop waiting for the others to join in on the video chat. Today was the first day of school. We always had a video chat before getting ready. Really just us making sure we weren't wearing the same outfit and who was driving. Eventually three other faces came into view one by one.
" Remind me why I need school again" said a grumpy Cecila. " You do realize that without school you'd be as dumb as a door knob right" asks a bubblely Adrianna. "Shut up your lucky I can't throw a pillow threw this screen" warned Cecila. " Umm ladies please its to early for the violence. Can we run threw the plans for today so I can shower" I ask taking a bite of my eggs.
After a half hour of back and forth we had made the plans up. Nobody was matching! Sophia was riding with me and my brother while Adrianna and Cecila rode together. With that settled I hopped in the shower. Making sure to get the water as hot as I could stand it. You know so hot that your red when you get out? I loved showers like that. Once I was fresh and clean I stepped out and wrapped my hair and body in separate towels. Now what to wear? Hmmm always so hard to decide.
Eventually I settled for a pair of light grey skinny jeans with a white tank and a light grey vest that hung freely. Pairing the outfit with my white ballet flats. I always took my time with my hair and make-up when I actually done it. I didn't need bronzer like most girls my age used. Im naturally tan thank goodness. No cancer from tanning for me! After straightening my hair I need the accessories. I put on my four rings. One was my nona's. The other my daddy had got me a few years back from Italy. Then I always wear two different costume rings. Putting on my signature horn necklace and I was ready.
Once down stairs I grabbed my new Ed Hardy messenger bag that I ordered a few weeks ago. " You look like a reject with that thing ya know" my brother questioned from behind me. " What the hell Jay? You scared the crab outta me ya know. And fyi I don't care what you think. " " Yeah well earth to Pricillia everyone thinks it! Ed Hardy has been dead forever. You should let mom pick your stuff Haha." I push him into the closest wall walking away. He's a hater. I don't care what anyone thinks. I'm addicted to Ed Hardy till I die!!!
I walked outside to the car waiting to take us to school. I couldn't wait to get my license. I hated having to be driven around. People always talked when we pulled up somewhere. It's embarrassing having a driver. Jumping inside I found that Sophia was already waiting. " Where the hell is Jay? He better hurry or I'm telling Joe to leave him. I'm not going to be late the first day!" " Hush your mouth women I'm here. Patience is virtue incase you didn't know" says a smirking Jay. Eventually the car moves and we are on our way. We blast some music on the way to pass the time.
One by one the three of us climbed out of the navigator. Jay said his good byes and hurried away. Soph and I headed towards the other girls. When we walked up Cecila threw her hand up and ever so politely asked " why the hell did I let you two talk me into coming back to this gosh forsaken place again? " " Really Cila? We all agreed on this. Shut up and deal already" snipped Adrianna. After reminding her why we came back we made our way into the large doors. We made our way to the assembly being held ignoring all the looks and whispers. An occasional hey and hug happened from random people. Teens everywhere falling into there normal cliques.
We were use to the looks and whispers. People that knew who we were had gotten over it eventually. The people who didn't know us always acted this way though. That was until they found out our last names. To the unknowing eyes we were stuck up rich snobby bitches. That was partially true. We were gorgeous. Money was never an issue. We were bitches when called for. And only one of us was snobby. Most called us the fab five.