Unexpected Changes

Chapter One

(Picture is Katey)

Chapter One

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.

I slam my hand on my alarm clock till it made no sound. I groan not wanting to get up. I stuck my head under my pillow already going back to sleep.

"Katey get your fat ass up and get ready for school. Mama says you can't miss the first day of school." says my little sister Taylor.

Most older sisters hate there little sisters but not me. I love Taylor with all my heart. Taylor's 15 years old going to the 10th grade. Taylor's very popular but not the stuck up popular. She's one of those happy, outgoing type of people. Everyone loves and adores her.

Me and Taylor get along pretty well for sisters that are two years apart. We look nothing a like, well to me we don't. I mean we both have blonde hair and green eyes, anything else I would say no.

"But I don't wanna." I whine kicking my legs

"Well your gonna." She says giggling

As she shuts my door I get up and stretch. I open my curtains and window like I do every morning. I then grab my towel and head to my bathroom. I hop in the shower and hop out within 15 minutes. I put on a long sleeve skin tight crop top on and a pair of white skinny jeans and to top it off I wear black ankle boots. I straighten my hair and put on a light coat of mascara. I then look at myself in the mirror.

I wouldn't say I was ugly, I mean I'm kinda pretty. I have natural blonde hair, green eyes and full lips. Since I turned 17 last year my parents just let my do whatever I wanted saying 'one more year till your 18 so why not let you act like one. I hope you enjoy.' They dont really care about me I'm the screwed up child. So since they let me do whatever I want most of the time I got my belly button, nose and second hole pierced. I also got tattoos over the years. Also over the summer my body decided to get it's curves like I mean you can tell where my boobs are and my butt and hips and everything. I smooth myself but get interrupted by shouting outside my window.

"Bitch stop looking at yourself we don't have time for that. Now answer my question!" Shouted Mitchell

Mitchell's my best friend. He lives next door to me so we see each other a lot. More than you think since our windows are across from each other. Okay don't be like Ooooooo best friends live next door and are secretly in love with each other. Cause that's a no, last year I found out Mitchell's gay so no.....we won't be dating or anything.

Mitch has long wavy brown hair and brown eyes and full lips. He has a slight tan but I think it's cause he's half Mexican. He's very muscular too. 

I walk over to my window to see Mitch getting dressed. He cares to much about what he wears and how he looks for a guy. But hey I guess it's cause he gay or something.

"Yes Mitch what's the question?" I ask

"Oh are we taking my car or yours?" He asked

"Yours of course. Did you really ask that, like why wouldn't we take your new car?" I asked. Over the summer Mitchell's parents bought him a red Porsche for his birthday.

"Sometimes I feel like your only my best friend cause you like the stuff I get." He says

"Maybe I am, maybe I not. The world may never know." I loud whisper the last part.