Hey, I decided to start a new story, and any thoughts about it would be great, and if i should continue to write more chapters. well thanks :)
Chapter one-
“ One, two, three, four, fix, six, seven, and eight!” Lesley scream at us over, and over, and over…. And we did the routine over, and over, and over…. I stood in the back, and I stopped moving and I just stood there, and closed my eyes. it is six in the morning… I don’t want to be doing this cheer leading crap at six in the morning…. Hmmm my bed sounds like a great place to be in right know. that is where I should be anyway. It so warm and soft-
“ Parker yoo-hoo!” Lesley said waving her hand in my face. I took a step back blinking my eyes.
“ lez-ley,” I mumbled.
“ Don’t say my name like that parker!” Lesley cried. I rolled my eyes and she stood up straight her skirt going even shorter… like that was even possible.
“ What do you want?” I muttered.
“ Um… What do you think we are here for?” She asked in a sarcastic bitchy tone. I gave her a flat look. “ I am the captain of this team, and you need to follow my instructions!” She hissed. I waved my hand at her nodding my head.
“ Okay then get to teaching lez-ley,” I mumbled. She made a humph sound and then she turned on her heel swaying her hips, and started up the routine again. I didn’t like the routine. It had too much ass shaking, and it felt as though I was doing a strip routine.
“ Oh my god Parker!” Lesley screamed. I stopped doing the cheer and put my hand on my hip looking at her.
“ What Lez-ley?” I barked.
“ Damn you Parker stop saying my name like that!” She cried stomping her feet on the ground and it looked like she was having a hissy fit. I bit my lip to hold back my laughter, but when she gave a pouting face I started cracking up. She narrowed her eyes at me, and I started laughing even harder. I bent over holding my stomach and my laughter filled the gym. “ I give up!” She screamed, and I looked up and saw her storming off towards the exit doors that lead to the girls changing rooms. i continued to laugh, and I sat on the ground and I looked at the girls and they all were trying to hold back laughter.
“ C’mon that was funny!” I gasped trying to stop laughing. That was it. they all started laughing with me. I sat there and the girls made their way towards the changing rooms.
“ You’re gonna kill Lesley one of these days Parker,” Julie said walking over to me and she looked down at me shaking her head.
“ Lez hates me,” I said smirking.
“ You seem so proud of that though,” Julie said raising an eyebrow. I shrugged my shoulders.
“ Maybe I am,” I mumbled. I heard Julie let out a dry laugh, and then we heard a bunch of voices. I looked up and saw the football team coming in. Damnit.
“ Oh la la,” Julie giggled.
“ Must you?” I moaned.
“ Must I what?”
“ Drool in front of those things,” I said pointing over to the football players.
“ Those things are totally yummy!” She giggled.
“ Stop with the damn giggling,” I hissed.
“ Is it your time of the month?” She asked. I looked up at her shaking my head.
“ Will you please be quiet?” I muttered pinching the bridge of my nose. She shrugged her shoulders, and then I saw her skip off towards the football players. I sat their watching her and how dumb she looked. Honestly, when I tell someone im a cheerleader the first thing they think is that im dumb, whorish, and blonde. One I am not blonde, and two I am not a whore. But im not really the smartest person, but im not a complete idiot! Just a little stupid…. Well whatever.
“ Yoo-hoo Parker!” I heard Julie scream my name from across the gym. Damnit I hate her voice. I looked up, and gave her a smile. “ Come here Parker!” She squealed. I looked down and groaned, and sat up and made my way towards her and the dogs.
“ what is it?” I mumbled.
“ Hey parker,” Grant smirked. I clenched my jaw closing my eyes.
“ Oh, hey Grant,” I said softly.
“ What are you girls up to?” he asked looking at Julie then me.
“ Absolutely nothing,” I said dryly. He smirked.
“ I like em feisty,” he said wiggling his eyebrows.
“ And Im going to cut your balls off,” I hissed. He raised an eyebrow putting his hands in the air.
“ Rawr,” he said. I rolled my eyes, and turned away making my way towards the girl locker rooms. I was walking down the halls, and looked down at my nails, and saw they were chipping. I painted them black a couple days ago. If you paint your nails black it’s simple just go over them if they mess up. Unlike other damn colors….
My body collided into something… maybe someone, and books went flying everywhere. I stumbled back falling on my ass, and I looked up and saw this guy just standing there. He was tall, had shaggy brown hair with lighter and darker highlights. His skin was a olive color, but I couldn’t see his eyes, because his hair was over them. He knelt down and started to pick up his books.
“ Why don’t you watch where your walking,” he said coldly.
“ Um wow,” I muttered standing up.
“ You’re the one who was admiring your damn nails instead of watching where you were walking,” he growled trying to get all his books into his book bag. I felt something next to my foot, and knelt down and picked up his notebook but it was snatched out of my hands. “ I don’t want a cheerleader touching my things,” he said standing up.
“ Dude you’re an ass! If you were watching where you were going then you would of saw me, and moved out of the way,” I hissed standing up. He tilted his head up, and his hair moved away from his eyes, and my eyes met with his bright green eyes.
“ Whatever cheerleader,” he said walking around me.
“ I have a name!” I yelled at him. he continued to walk, and I threw my hands up in the air. “Good day to you, Mr. Cranky ass,” I muttered walking into the girls locker room. When I walked in a was consumed by the horrid scent of perfume. I walked to my locker, and slipped of my uniform, and put on a pair of black skinny jeans, red high heeled boots, and a black and red sparkly tank top with ruffles. I quickly threw my things in, and made my way out of the locker rooms, and walked out running my hands through my hair, and made my way to my first class which is biology… oh god… which is also the class I get into so much trouble in. I walked into the class, and Mr. Jensur looked at me, and he sighed taking off his glasses, and rubbing the bridge of his nose.
“ Hello, Parker,” he said tiredly.
“ hey,” I muttered walking towards my seat in the front of the room right in front of his desk.
“ Parker, you have a D in this class,” he said shaking his head.
“ I’m aware,” I shrugged.
“ Parker do you want to retake Senior year?” he asked.
“ Who would want to retake senior year?” I laughed.
“ No one, but if you fail my class you won’t pass this year,” He said sternly.
“ All my teachers have been saying that lately,” I sighed sitting back in my seat. Students started to fill into the class, and I looked up and saw people just filling in. I let out a deep breath closing my eyes and I heard the chair next to me being pulled out. I looked up and saw Beatrice. Today Beatrice looked like a Barbie. Her fake bright blonde hair was straightened to protection, and she had pounds of makeup on her face. Her black mini shorts showed her ass, and her tight tube top hugged to her. She sat down next to me, flipping her hair over her shoulder. He long… fake hair… she got extensions reached down to her hips. Her hair hit my face, and I leaned away glaring at her.
“ Well, hello Parker,” she said doing this funny thing with her lips.
“ Well, hello Beatrice,” I said overly happy. She rolled her eyes at me, and gave me a fake smile.
“ So, how was that silly cheerleading practice this morning?” She asked looking at her fake nails.
“ You only think it’s silly, because you didn’t get on the squad,” I said meanly.
“ Parker, why are you so mean to me!” She wined. I bit my lip looking down. Oh I could give you a list of reasons. I closed my eyes. “ Hello, Parker!”
“ Do you really want me to list the reasons?” I said sharply.
“ List?”
“ Oh I could give you a dozen reasons why Beatrice,” I muttered.
“ Someone is on their period,” she said bringing out her phone. I stared at her sharply rolling my eyes. The bell rang, and I flinched at the nose. I set my head down on the table closing my eyes.
“ Parker no sleeping in my class!” mr.Jensur said loudly. I sat up and nodded my head looking at the bored. He handed us a worksheet, and Beatrice was complaining about everything. Leading from her little life to make up and boys. Then she did some winning about school, and she was just talking my ear off.
“ Beatrice please,” I said sharply. She looked alarmed. “ Im about to tape your mouth shut,” I hissed.
“ is that a threat?” She cried.
“ I could make it a threat,” I growled.
“ Mr. Jensur! Im being threatened for my life!” Beatrice cried. My jaw dropped and I looked at Mr. Jensur shaking my head.
“ Excuse me?” he said.
“ Parker just threatened to kill me,” She cried. SHE CRIED! I looked over and saw tears coming down her cheeks. I sat their gawking at her.
“ Your kidding right?” I muttered.
“ Parker go to the deans,” Mr. Jensur said filling out a yellow slip.
“ But I didn’t! She is lying!” I said glaring at her.
“ Parker!” He hissed. I stood up grabbing my book bag and threw it over my shoulder, and walked up to him ripping the slip out of his hands and stormed out of the classroom.
“ Freaking bullshit,” I said slamming the door. I walked down the hall, and stopped in front of the dean’s office. When I opened the door the dean looked up at me.
“ hello Parker,” she said.
“ Ugh hey,” I muttered rubbing the back of my neck.
“ What happened know?” She asked. I sat down in the chair and shook my head, and handed her the slip. “ You threatened someone?” She gasped. I brought my hands up to my face rubbing my eyes and I shook my head.
“ It is… nothing like that! She took is out of proportion. I said I would tape her mouth shut,” I said shaking my head. the dean started to laugh, and she went on her lap top and started clicking away. I sat there watching her and then she looked up at me.
“ Well Parker you can get going,” She said.
“ Am I in trouble?” I asked. She shook her head, and I nodded my head sitting up and walked out of there. The second bell rang, and I flinched once again from the sound. I past Beatrice, and stopped grabbing her arm.
“ ugh,” she muttered looking scared.
“ You are one crazy bitch,” I growled and let go of her arm walking towards my next class. This whole school is just full of crazy ass people in this crazy ass world. All my classes went by the same. The teachers nagged at me about my grades, and I sat their nodding my head. My schedule was Biology, English, Fashion, Study, Lunch, Algebra, history, and then gym. I walked into the lunch room, and walked towards the table where I usually sit. It is filled with cheerleaders, and jocks. I don’t like any of them
“ Hey Parker!” Julie smiled. I gave her a weak smile sitting down, and I leaned back closing my eyes. I sat their looking at all the girls. They were all so fake. They all straightened or curled their hair and had so much makeup on, and they were all blondes. I didn’t fit in. I had long black curly hair that reached my waist, and I was tan. My eyes where dark brown, and not blue like theirs. I didn’t wear makeup either. Maybe some mascara sometimes but nothing really. The only reason im friends with these people is because I am forced into the cheerleading squad by my crazy mom, and im in all these stupid little clubs that the fakes and preps go to. Im not even living the life I would want to.
“ Parker, Grant is like totally checking you out right know,” Julie giggled in my ear. I turned towards her rolling my eyes.
“ And I totally don’t care,” I said shaking my head. she started giggling. Giggling? Why is this girl giggling. i sucked in a deep breath rubbing my temples, and looked at Grant. He smirked and I gave him the fakest smile I could give. Lunch sucked. I sat their listening to the girls chat about clothes, makeup, and boys when the guys talked about football. Like this stuff is not interesting or worth talking about. The lunch bell rang, and my ears hurt. Damn that bell. The rest of the day went by, and i hated gym. I am a gym leader with this other dude, and we are like assistance for the teacher. I don’t like it. it’s boring, and we teach snobby little freshman’s. I was sitting on the grass watching them play soccer when the ball came flying towards me. I brought my hands up, and ducked down. the guys started laughing and I glared at them.
“ you little freshman’s,” I growled standing up.
“ Aw babe, be nice,” This once kid said. I glared at him and let out a deep breath, and he walked past me, and slapped my ass. I whipped my head around to glare at him.
“ I’ll kick your ass dude!” I yelled at him.
“ Oh yeah baby hit me hard,” he said bending down. I glared at him, and turned around and walked around the track. I swear to god im going to kill one of these kids before this year ends. I swear to god im going to kill someone before this year ends!

Chapter two-
“Excuse me, Parker?" I heard a quiet voice mumble from behind me. I turned around and saw Cindy standing there twirling a piece of paper between her fingers.
“Hey Cidney," I smiled. She had a small shocked expression on her face and I raised an eyebrow.
“U-Um I'm doing this um survey, well it’s not a survey, I have to do this class project thing," She started talking faster and I could tell she was nervous. I reached my hand out touching her shoulder.
“You don’t have to be scared of me Cid," I laughed. She looked up her eyes popping.
“Now, why... why would I be scared of you?" She said acting like what I said was completely ridiculous, but I could tell she was scared or something.
“You probably hear around school about how much of a bitch I am, and how I am so outspoken and blunt, but under this ruff exterior is actually a kind person," I said with a little bit of sarcasm. She nodded her head and took a deep breath.
“For my project, I had to speak to someone that I haven’t really ever spoken to before, and write about how it went and what not. I couldn’t... well I didn’t really want to do this assignment and I knew that you were a nice person, so I decided to talk to you," She said sounding out of breath.
“If you knew I was a nice person, than why are you practically shitting yourself?" I said, laughing at my own joke.
“Well... I heard earlier that you threatened Beatrice's life..." she said not looking at me. I threw my head back letting out a loud laugh, and shook my head looking back at Cidney.
“Now Cid, out of all the damned people in this school, I never thought you would be the one to believe any shit you heard, “I said cocking my head to the side. Cidney's face washed over with guilt.
“I’m sorry Parker, I... Your right."
I shook my head.
" Don’t worry about it Cid, listen I got to get going but if you want to talk later or tomorrow or something than that would be better," I said smiling. She nodded her head.
“Nice talking to you Parker," She muttered.
“Was it?" I laughed. She smiled, and let out a laugh and walked away. I smirked and turned making my way out of the school building. I got to my car and started heading home. While I was turning out of the school building and heading down the side street I glanced at the radio, and then my eyes traveled back onto the road and I slammed on the breaks my body jerking forward. I sat their gawking at the group of dumbass kids that just walk out into the middle of the street. I rolled down my window, clenching the steering wheel.
“What the hell are you kids doing?" I screamed at the top of my lungs. The three girls, none of them over the age of fourteen stood there staring at me and my car. “Don’t you know what it means to look both ways before you cross? You learned it in pre fucking K!" I said gawking at them. They just stood there... “Are you going to move, or am I going to have to move you with me car?" I asked raising an eyebrow. The three girls ran across the street and I let out a heavy sigh shaking my head and started to drive past them, “Dumb ass kids!" I yelled and drove off heading home. Today is just not my day. And you don’t want to piss me off or get in my way.
When I eventually got home, I pulled into the drive of my house. I turned the car off and sat there staring at my house. It’s huge. Two stories, with five bedrooms and three baths. Two kitchens and also two front rooms. Indoor and outdoor swimming pool, oh and a balcony. I hate it. It’s the looniest house ever. I feel like a stranger in it. I highly doubt my Stacey is home, and either are any of my brothers. Two younger brothers and one older. Oldest is Ryan and he's 21, still living at home, why? I don’t know. The two younger brothers, one is 16, his name is Tyler, and the youngest is going to be turning 10 soon and his name is Markey. Markey's the only one I like.
Getting out of my car I made my way towards the house, and reached into my book bag searching for my keys and pulled them out and opened the front door.
“Ryan?" I called out.
“In the kitchen," I heard him say, and I heard running and saw Markey.
“Hi Parker!" he said showing me his big smile.
“Hey Markey boy," I smiled attempting to pick him up. Which I failed at. “How was school?" I asked following him into the kitchen.
“I got a girlfriend," He said sounding all giggly. He jumped onto the stool and I looked over at Ryan whose head was in the fridge.
“You gotta girlfriend?" I asked setting my book bag down on the table and walking over to the cabinets.
“Yeah, we even were holded hands."
I bit my lip trying to hold in my laughter.
“Good job bud, when am I going to meet her?"
“Never!" He almost screamed. I raised my eyes.
" and why is this?"
“Because her name is Milly and she’s so ugly," Ryan laughed.
“Milly isn’t ugly!" Markey almost cried. I walked towards Ryan and slapped him hard on the back. He jumped up hitting his head on the fridge and cursed.
“What the fuck Parker," He growled.
“Don’t call a ten year old little girl ugly, what are you dumb? “I hissed. “Don’t worry Markey your girlfriend isn’t ugly. I bet she is very pretty and I can’t wait to meet her, now how about you go play in the backyard with your toys," I said. He nodded his head and raced through the house to the back yard.
“No imp not dumb," Ryan muttered.
“I believe your pretty fucking dumb."
I heard him mumble something that wasn’t audible, but I just ignored it.
" Where is Tyler?" Ryan asked.
" I didn’t see him in school today at all," I shrugged.
" Ha, that my boy," Ryan laughed.
" Ryan, he shouldn’t be ditching school. We don’t want him to end up like you," I smirked.
" Fuck you," He hissed. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my book bag and made my way up stairs. " When Tyler gets home, tell him that I want to talk to him, ok?" I yelled over my shoulder.
" Yeah," I hear Ryan yell back. I let out a sigh making my way to my room, and once I got in my room I closed and locked the door falling onto my bed letting out a heavy sigh. Sweat pants and a foodie I threw on putting my hair up into a messy bun and I laid back down cuddling into my blankets. I just want to get away. For a day.
Chapter three-
I lay in my bed, just lying there. When you don’t feel like doing anything. It was relaxful, but it made me feel damn sad. I felt real depressed and lonely. It washed over me, and I closed my eyes imaging myself somewhere where I felt happy. But I couldn’t think of any place. A knock at my door interrupted my thoughts, and I sat up clearing my throat.
“ Come in,” I muttered. The door opened, and I saw Tyler peeking around the door.
“ Hey Park,” he said giving me a sly smile. He knew I was going to give him shit for ditching school today.
“ Get in here,” I scuffed. He came in closing the door and sat on the bed.
“ Let’s make this fast, okay?” He said. I raised my eyebrows.
“ Tyler, shut the fuck up,” I said shaking my head. he had this taken back look, I never swore at Tyler. I let out a sigh. “ I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to end up like Ryan!” I moaned.
“ there isn’t anything wrong with Ryan!” He said started. I threw my hands up in the air, and brought them back down hitting the bed.
“ Tyler! Just listen, okay? Just listen and don’t say a word?” I asked looking at him. He nodded his head. “ Tyler, he never went to school. He use to do good in school, but then he started ditching, his grades went down, and then boom senior year he dropped out. he doesn’t have a job, and he is still living at home. He isn’t the type of person you should be looking up to, he isn’t a bad person, but the choices he makes are fucking stupid. I don’t want you to end up like him,” I said out of breath.
“ What, you want me to be like you then?” He yelled standing up. My eyes widened.
“ Is there something wrong with being me?” I asked a little started.
“ You’re a fucking idiot! At least im smart! You do everything mom tells you to do, you live her life, not your own! Your fucking pathetic,” he said shaking his head. I just sat there and opened my mouth to say something but I had nothing. I was speechless. Hurt. Tyler stood there looking at me, and then guilt washed over his face. “ I’m sorry Parker, I didn’t mean that,” he said walking over to me. I jumped off of the bed, and pushed his chest back.
“ No! That’s exactly it! You did mean it, you meant all of it. I don’t want some fake ass hearted apology from you. All I was trying to say, is that I know you are capable of doing better,” I looked over at the picture of me and my father sitting in the grass at our old lake house. I felt sadness wash over me. “ I know mom is controlling my life, if I didn’t let her than she would be a wreck. She is trying to do everything she wanted to do, by making me do it, and im not going to say or do anything to stop her because it’s useless. You and I both know it’s impossible to get a damn word with her,” I said shaking my head.
“ Parker, I’m sorry. You’re not an idiot,” He said again. I laughed.
“ I am a fucking idiot, don’t be sorry about saying it. it’s the truth. I’m glad someone finally had the guts to just say it, because I know everyone thinks it.”
“ Dad wouldn’t want you to say that,” He said shaking his head. I looked at him creasing my forehead.
“ If he wouldn’t want me to say that, then he would be here. Not with his other wife..” I murmured. My dad left my mom about two years ago. He was having an affair with this lady named Janice. She was nice, I like her, but I hate her because she took away the one parent that was always there for me. my mom, she is nuts. Everything needs to go her way. Everything has to be perfect, and all she cares about his working. My mom and dad had a custody fight, my mom got full custody of all three of us, because my dad cheated first of all, and he is a pot head. she convinced the judge that he was an unfit parent, but damn he was the best man you could ever meet.
“ Don’t take it out on Janice,” Tyler said.
“ Oh, I’m not. I like her, she cool and all,” I said. “ it’s just, he doesn’t even call. Seems like he doesn’t even bother with us anymore,” I shrugged.
“ It’s not his fault.”
“ I know, but he could have tried a little harder. I mean, we are his children, his blood.”
We were both quiet. We didn’t have anything to say, and I couldn’t think of anything to say. I was still hurt by Tyler’s words, and he looked sad as hell. I lightly punches his shoulder.
“ Go play with Markey, he is in the backyard,” I said. He nodded his head and turned and walked towards the door. Before he walked out, I hear him mumble something along the lines of him being sorry again, but I just ignored it. I know he is sorry for how he put it, but he isn’t sorry for saying it because it’s the truth. Truth fucking sucks eh? I walked over to my window, and saw Markey running around like a loon. I laughed. then I saw Tyler go flying outside, and Markey screamed running away from him. It looks like they were playing tag of some sort. I heard my door open and I turned and saw Ryan.
“ Whatdya want?” I said sitting on my bed.
“ You’re a fucking bitch, talking shit about me to Tyler,” He said giving me the dirty eye.
“ Oh fuck you, get the hell out of my room, I don’t need to deal with your sorry ass,” I yelled, but not so loud that they could hear me outside.
“ there isn’t anything wrong with me, im smart, I could of applied myself and gone to college, but that isn’t me. Unlike you, as hard as your trying, you’re a fucking idiot like Tyler said,” he shrugged. I felt my blood boil and I jumped out of my bed hurling myself at Ryan. He grabbed my arms pinning me against the wall. “ Sorry baby sister, your too weak,” He laughed. I felt my nostrils flare. I hate him! I hate him! what I did next, even I was shocked. I spit on his face. He let go of me, disgusted stepping back. He looked pissed, I could tell he wanted to fucking hit me. he brought his fist up hitting the wall next to me head. “ Your fucking sick,” He growled.
“ And you’re a fucking bastard get out of my god damn room!” I screamed in his face pushing him away from me.
“ What a nice way to treat your damn brother!” He yelled.
“ You’re not shit to me!” I screamed.
“ I’m your blood,” He smirked.
“ I don’t give a damn, I hate your fucking guts. You’re a little bastard, and me and you, even though we are siblings we have always hated one another. In 9 months, when school is over and im eighteen, im fucking gone! None of you bastard will ever see me again! You and Stacey are so damn self-centered!”
“ You mean your mom?” He said looking pissed. Shit. I called her Stacey in front of him.
“ No, I meant Stacey. She has never been a mother to be,” I muttered. I felt tears in my eyes, and I held them back. I can’t cry in front of him. “ Ryan, get out of my room,” my voice cracked. It always does that before I cry. He knew this too.
“ You need to get a reality check, you’re a fucking bitch,” he snarled and he walked out of my room slamming my door so hard I felt my body shake. I heard something fall behind me and shatter. I closed my eyes praying it wasn’t what I thought it was. I turned around seeing my picture of me and my father shattered. The tears poured out. and I sat on the ground moving the pieces of glass around. I leaned over getting my phone off of my bed, and opening it up scrolling down to my dad’s number. I’ve done this so many times, but I just never had the strength to press call. He hasn’t called me, he doesn’t wanna talk to me. He has left me. I sighed standing up, and I walked over to my bed laying down tears falling down my cheeks. I heard the front door open, and then shortly after close.
“ Fuck,” I whispered. Stacey’s home. I laid in my bed, just waiting for my door to slam open, and her walking in with this fake ass smile on her face asking me how cheerleading went. I brought my hand up to my face wiping away the tears, and I sat up and took an old shirt, and started picking up the glass, just then my door opened.
“ Parker,” I heard Stacey’s voice.
“ Hi,” I whispered picking up the glass.
“ oh, what happened?” She gasped.
“ Dropped something,” I muttered. She looked at what had broken, and she laughed.
“ Well hey! At least it wasn’t anything important,” She chuckled. I clenched my teeth together.
“ Yeah.”
“ So darling, I won’t be home tonight, im doing out.”
“ What a surprise,” I whispered underneath my breath.
“ What you say dear?” she said walking around my room, I heard the clicking of her heels hitting the wooden floor.
“ I said, what will we have for dinner?”
“ Oh, you can fetch something together, right?”
“ yeah, it’s no problem,” I said sounding happy, but oh damn. I thought I was going to crack her jaw open right then and there.
“ how was practice this morning?” She said splendidly.
“ Oh, it was just great.”
“ So Parker,” She said trailing off. I looked up at her raising an eyebrow. She had something to tell me, and I don’t know how happy im going to be.
“ What’s going on?” I said standing up.
“ Your grades… Parker, there horrible,” She said shaking her. I rolled my eyes. “ I got you a tutor,” She said looking around the room.
“ What?” I muttered.
“ I called the school, and they have a brilliant student, and he has agreed to help tutor a student at the school, which is you. You both will meet every day after school for two hours, and he is going to get paid for it,” She smiled.
“ I don’t need a tutor,” I said shaking my head.
“ Parker!” She laughed loudly. “ Oh Parker,” She said flicking a piece of my hair, “ Your intelligence isn’t too great, you really need a tutor,” She shrugged and started walking towards the door. “ Well I’m going to go freshen up, by sweetie,” She said closing the door. I stood there with the shirt in my hand just looking at the door.
“ That fucking bitch,” I whispered.
Chapter Four:
This morning I felt like crap, didn’t get very much sleep last night. I sat in biology about 10 minutes early, and I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing pink Victoria secret yoga pants, and a black sweatshirt from there too. I had my hair up in a messy bun. Today was a slop day, and did Lesley and Julie give me shit about it too. They said that I should always try to look my best. I rolled my eyes just thinking about it. I heard the chair next to me being pulled out, and I looked over at Beatrice who was sitting down. She wouldn’t even look at me.
“ morning Beatrice,” I said in the bitchiest way I could. I heard her mumble something along the lines of hello, but she sounded scared shitless. I laughed to myself, and sat back in my chair, looking down and lightly closing my eyes. I was so tired, and I let out a deep breath sighing. The day went by pretty fast, I slept through all of my classes, got yelled out numerous times for sleeping, but then I just fell back asleep. My last class was over, and I sighed realizing I could go home, but then I stopped and moaned loudly, causing three guys to look at me strangely.
“ What the hell are you looking at,” I growled. They quickly looked away. I have to stay after for two hours, with my freaking tutor. This sucks! I walked down towards the library, in the back of the library they have private separate rooms, so we can study in peace. Never used it once. I walked into the library, and the trolls turned to me. The trolls are the old cranky ladies that have been working in the library for years without end. They are so damn old, I can’t believe they haven’t died yet. Horrible to say, but true. I walked to the back of the library, and walked into the last open room, and sat down in the spinney chair. there is a long table, and then another spinney chair on the other side. I had my back facing the door, and I sat their screwing around with the stapler.
I was staple shooting at every inch of the room, this guy is late. Man, some people these days, he is wasting my time. I have no patience, and I never did. I heard a door close, and I turned around.
“ Hello..” I stopped when I saw who it was. It was that guy that I ran into in the hall! The ass that called me a cheerleader. He looked at me, and his face went from descent to pure misery and mad. I creased my forehead, and turned back around bringing my feet on the chair and sitting criss cross.
“ You’re the student I’m tutoring?” He asked walking around the table, and sitting in his chair looking at me.
“ Obviously,” I muttered.
“ Great,” He slurred reaching into his book bag.
“ Don’t be such a cocky bastard..” I bit my lip. Shit. I wasn’t supposed to say that, my mouth has a mind of its own. I looked at him, and we was staring at me hard.
“ And maybe you should stop being such a cheer leading whore, learn how to keep your legs shut,” He retorted. My eyes bulged out of my head, and I sat there in awe. Never, has someone talked back to me. We sat there for a minute, and I couldn’t even process what he said. “ exactly,” he said looking back into his book bag. I shook my head slamming my fist on the table.
“ You arrogant son of a flying donkey’s ass!” I nearly screamed. He laughed at me.
“ really? Mature much..” He muttered. I jumped out of my seat, almost flipping the table.
“ Fuck you,” I hissed grabbing my book bag, and I turned towards the door, and I heard him standing up from his chair.
“ You walk out of this room and you’re going to have to repeat senior year, you think that’s going to be fun?” he said sounding damn well pleased with himself. I grinded my teeth, and turned sharply on my heel, and sat back in the chair glaring at him.
“ Listen buddy,” I hissed. He sat back down in his chair looking at me. “ I swear to god, you piss me off again, I will reach over this table and scratch your eyes out!” I said hitting the table.
“ Well, wouldn’t that be interesting,” he laughed. I brought my hands down, and clenched them into fists. This man, is the most, aggravating, cocky, rude, son of a bitch I have ever met. He is the male version of me! this is not going to work out. The hour, we spent it on English, and holy crap it was a disaster.
“ Parker, that’s not proper grammar!” He said his voice becoming louder.
“ What do you mean it’s not fucking proper grammar? It’s you and me, what aint proper about that!” I hissed. He hit his forehead growling. I know it’s not proper grammar, I just wanna piss him off. The next half an hour, we argued about if it was you and me, or you and I. We heard the door open, and I turned around to see one of the trolls.
“ How are things going?” She asked.
“ Oh fine really, I was just telling my tutor, it’s not you and me, it’s you and I, and he’s supposed to be the tutor,” I laughed. She smiled nodding her head, and closed the door. When I turned back around he was staring at me, like he was going to rip my throat out.
“ Parker…” He growled. I opened my mouth but closed it..
“ What’s your name?” I asked.
“ Ha, you don’t even know my name, I don’t think I want to even tell you,” he said raising his nose to me. I glared at me, and saw a folder by his hand, and flew forward grabbing his folder, and I jumped back, when he tried to take it back. He flew out of his chair, and I sprung back, opening his folder. Then he ripped it out of my hands.
“ Well gee, aren’t you touchy, Robbie,” I smirked. He glared at me, sitting back down and sorting his folder.
“ Parker…” He hissed.
“ Yes?” I smirked.
“ You are the most,” he got interrupted when my phone went off, and I pulled it out, and saw our session was over. I jumped out of my seat grabbing my book bag, and opened the door.
“ Well, I had a blast, but unfortunately our time is over, try not to miss me too much!” I chuckled.
“ Go to hell,” I heard him whisper. I whipped my head around looking at him.
“ already there buddy, already there..”

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