She wanted nothing to do with him once she found out who he really was. But there was nothing she could do... he already had his eyes on her, which meant she belonged to him.
"Sweetie wait!' Annoyed I turned around "Yes mother?" She slowly walked towards me. "You look gorgeous. I love you." She kissed me on the cheek. "I love you too mom. See you later."
I went outside being blasted immediately by sun . "Geez thanks sun. Fuck you too." I got into my black Honda CRV.
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Pulling out of the drive way I realized my older brother Logan's car was missing. I'm guessing he left for early morning football practice again. I don't know how he does it. I would never be able to wake up at 5AM let alone workout at 5AM. But that's the thing me and my brother are total opposites. He has lighter skin than me, hes taller,hes hotter,more popular,more athletic, the list could go on for ages. I guess that's why people like him more than me. But fuck all those other people. I mean yeah I've got friends, but I never know if it's because they wanna be my friend or if it's just so they can fuck my brother.
I pulled into my customized parking spot in my schools back parking lot. I payed $80 to get it customized and the paint is so chipped off it looks like my name is "iia tailcon" instead of "Lia Tallson". I hopped out of the car grabbing my backpack. Looking around at all the talkative students , with conversations consisting of who they are going to bang this weekend and how fucked up they will be after the end of the year football game.
I walked to my locker to grab my History textbook. After putting everything in my backpack I headed to the field to meet up with my friends like we do every morning. On my way I felt an arm being thrown over my shoulder. Looking up it's my best friend Russel.
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"Russ why the hell are you wearing a sweater its almost 100 degrees" I pulled his arm from off his shoulder and interlaced his fingers with mine.
"Baby since when have I ever let the California weather stop me from looking fly and getting dick" I let out a laugh, it resonated through the hall. Russel led us to our group of friends. I knew a lot of people but the only ones I could trust were them. Russel, well I have known him since I was 3.
I met Ashley when we joined cheer together freshman year.
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