The total Opposites

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~Edited~

"Hey dad. Hey bitch" I say to the woman that's not my mother. I walked to the kitchen and sat myself on one of the chairs by the island table. I grab an apple and munch on it. My dad looked at me angrily. The woman with blonde hair next to him looked at me with sad eyes.

"That's not how you speak to your mother." He hissed. I dropped my jaw like I was surprised.

"Oh my gosh that's true. Jenny, I'm sorry-" The woman looked at me as if she was about to accept my apology and my father relaxed his shoulders, "that you're not my mother. Bye bitch!" I quickly add before hopping out the chair and going up to my room. My father called my name out but I ignored him. I let out a sigh with bliss as my body hits the bed.

As my conscious was about to black out, my phone rang making me groan. I grab the phone angrily and answered it. Before I said anything rude they interrupted me.

"Before you say anything, I know your lazy ass was asleep. But get up and get dressed with something nice cause we're going to the back to school party!" My eyes dart open and a smile forms on my lips.

"Okay be at your house in an hour." I say to the boy on the other side of the line and end the call.

Quickly, I change to a red crop top with a black zipper that went in the middle and black high waisted jeans with slits under the knee cap. I grabbed the red stilettos I had– which were the only pair of heels since I'm not a heels kind of girl– and slipped them on. Before leaving I grabbed my leather jacket and put it on. I left my hair in its natural brown waves and my face with the winged eyeliner I had on and some chapstick. Slipping my phone into my pocket, I grabbed my keys and made my way to my car.

"Where you going honey?" Jenny yelled from the door. She disgusted me.

"As long as your not my biological mother, it's none of your business!" I yelled and got in. When the car turned on and the AC wasn't throwing warm air out, I speed towards my best friends house.

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"Damn, look at this house! Mm, look at these guys, they're fine..." I look at Connor. Five seconds in the party and he already flirting with people. "What? Some of the girls fine too. I'm not bias." He says with a shrug.

"You're a slut, that's what you are." I retort and began walking inside where all the teenagers. You must be wondering, party on a Wednesday, really? In our school, we like to party, no matter what day it is. Once inside the music blasted into my ears and many students were here already. As I walked around the people parted. Connor followed close behind.

A spanish song came on, I didn't know what it said but it had a nice beat. My body began moving and then I was full on dancing and began having fun with Connor. People began joining and soon we were all twerking on each other, at first it was awkward but then I got comfortable. An hour or two later, I got tired and went to go get a drink.

As I did, I heard yelling and the form of a crowd. I pushed through to see what was happening.

"Little bitch, why don't you look where you're going!" A jock yelled making me roll my eyes. I hate these fuckers, always thinking they're better than everyone just because they play a sport. The jock raised his arm and curled his fingers into a fist. On instinct, I quickly grab his arm and twist it behind his back in one swift move. He hissed in pain. The guy who he was about to beat up looked at me with wide eyes and scurried away.

"Really? He spilled a little water on you. Aw did he hurt the little pride you had?" I say in a baby voice. I pulled his arm up a little, but not enough to dislocate his shoulder, just enough to hurt him. He began howling from pain. I let it go. "Do it one more time, I'll dislocate your shoulder and I promise you won't be playing that little sport of yours." He nods his head and quickly walks away.

"Dang mami, that was hot as hell!" Connor says fanning his face with his hand. I laugh at his weirdness. I grab two shots for the both of us, we hit the glasses with a clink and pour it down our throats.