16 and secretly a bad ass

Guns and Run

GUN…a frickin gun….this is what I found at the back of my mother’s closet. My mom never really allowed me to open her cupboard and that got me all the more curious. When my parents left for the night to attend some meeting I decided to find out what they were hiding from me. I took out a pin and opened the lock to my mothers cupboard...Oh yeah she’d locked it...You can’t blame me for getting curious. You must be wondering how a 16 year old knows how to open a lock...well you can call me a rebel. I’m the kind of girl who’d do anything to get things her way…stubborn...I’d skip classes and go prank people..my favorite victim is my principal . Oh and I’m a total hardcore bad ass….I can kick some serious asses...thanks to my uncle Christian. He taught me how to fight …I can take down a guy of any shape and height.

So when I opened the cupboard I found clothes...And more clothes...I searched further down the cupboard and found ….shoe boxes? That was weird. I decided to open them and see. And so I started …I found mostly papers, letters, pictures …nothing really was making any sense. When I moved the shoe boxes I saw a small knob. Confused I pulled it and a small part of the wood pulled up with it like a hatchet...I looked inside and I found a GUN?! ..Wait not just a gun there were GUNS!! I started freaking out …a bunch of questions swarmed into my head.

Where they terrorists? Murderers?  Were they planning to kill me? Suddenly my phone started ringing and I jumped up from my sitting position..Knocking my head upon the drawer above me. I groaned as pain shot up at the back of my head. I started moving my hands around helplessly trying to find my mobile. When I found it I saw the called ID and my face paled...this was not the person I was willing to talk to…mom.

‘H-h-hello’I stuttered, I was so nervous.

‘Clair? Honey are you all right? What happened? Is everything ok?’ My mom started asking me sounding extremely worried.

 ‘y-yeah mom e-everything is all right’ I replied.

 I mentally slapped my self for sounding so stupid.

‘Well...ok honey’ mom replied unsure ‘I just wanted to say that we’re on our way and we’ll be reaching home in 10 minutes…and you know its Friday night so that means movie night...just u , me and daddy like always ...I’d suggest you start making the popcorn’. 

 ‘Yeah sure mom….by the way it’s my turn to choose the movie’ I said enthusiastically.

 I heard dad groan in the background...me choosing a movie meant a chick flick which of course would bore dad...him being the only boy in the family. I and mom started giggling.

We both would always choose a chick flick to annoy dad…we wouldn’t even let him sleep. Once when he went to sleep while we were watching mean girls, we decided to teach him a lesson so we applied make up on his face. In the morning when my dad went to the bathroom to freshen up he screamed like a girl and ran out. Poor him…he got scared merely looking at his own image in the mirror.

The best part was some of the make up wouldn’t come off and me and mom refused to hand him our make up remover. Dad tried everything he could but nothing would work. So dad went to work with make up on…oh god that was a day to remember. Everyone teased him endlessly how he’d make a hot girl...even his boss made fun of him...he said ‘ woah ..Ethan seems like someone’s starting to loose there manliness. But hey if you were single I would definitely hook up with you’.

 I laughed so heard when I heard that. I had asked Keya the receptionist to arrange for a secret camera so we could see everyone’s reaction in the office. It was totally worth it.  Since then dad learned his lesson and never went to sleep during the movie….he just drank coffee so the caffeine would keep him up. Every time I saw him get up to make coffee...I would end up cracking . I chose a Miley Cyrus flick ‘Totally Undercover’.