I'm Not What They Expected(Being Edited)

Chapter 1

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Not what they expected

Chapter 1 - Jail Again!

I leaned against the bars with my arms crossed trying to push away a headache, my black high heeled boot rested on the cold metal. I was straining my ears to hear whatever the idiot boys were saying in the next room but my two cell mates were talking too loud for me to hear, and for that I wanted to punch them.

"So, it wasn't our fault. We didn't bring the alcohol," said bimbo one, a brunette with big boobs and half a skirt.

"I know it was all Jack," answered bimbo two, the blond with smaller boobs but lower neck line, so really it made no difference, they both looked like trash. This one looked like she wasn't wearing any shorts but you could just see the hem underneath the, well I am guessing Jack's, jumper. I didn't even want to know what she did or didn't have under it.

"Yeah” Bimbo one sighed “but he's hot though!" her loud, squeaky voice carrying through the stupid cell.

"Hey! Don't talk about him like that, I'm his girlfriend!" said bimbo two jumping off the crappy wooden bench that held up her backside.

"Slut, you’re not his girlfriend, he doesn't have them, besides you were getting it on with Jake, anyway" bimbo two said standing up as well waving her arms around like a mad women, her voice reaching octaves so high, that I don't think even the police dogs could hear her.

I hit my head on the bars. Why was I stuck with these two bitches instead of in front of my TV or riding my beautiful motorbike? Well for once being copped up in this very familiar cell was not my fault. Really it wasn't, not this time anyway.

I stood up from the sofa stretching my arms over my head. Mary, my twin sister, and I, were sharing a bag of chips while I faithfully supported her in watching Glee, again. They were singing something about losers and Mary kept laughing, but me, I needed to get going. I had promised Jake, one of my best friends that I would swing by his party. Out of politeness, which I only harbour towards my sister, I decided to ask her if she wanted to come. So I turned back round to face my loving sister.

Mary was shorter than me by a few inches. She was dainty and beautiful, but would never believe you if you said it. She was one of the sweetest people I knew, and the only one in the family I got along with. Her bright blue eyes and silky blond hair were her main features; she was a beauty inside and out.

There was only one thing about Mary I wish I could help her with, that was how she thought about herself, for being so pretty she was rather self-conscious or in other words she thinks she's ugly and would always wish we were identical twins rather than fraternal twin. She wanted to look like me. I keep telling her how beautiful she was and she is much better looking than me she was but she comes back saying she is too small.