Lemonade
Chapter 1
"Where have you been young lady?" Julie Cooper-Nichol's voice sounded.
Marissa closed her eyes and stopped in the middle of the grand staircase. "Busted," she whispered under her breath. With one foot on a step and the other on a step above it, Marissa turned around slowly and looked at her mother. "I was out." Her response was simple and sassy.
"Yes, I noticed, where? You didn't answer your cell phone and you were supposed to be home at eleven, Marissa. It is almost three in the morning." Julie's voice was condescending and reprimanding.
Marissa rolled her eyes, "lay off mom, since when do you care where I'm at anyway? Does Caleb have you on this new good-parent kick? I'm going to bed because I'm tired and I'm sure you don't want me to miss school tomorrow. Goodnight."
"We're talking about this tomorrow, Marissa Lynn Cooper-Nichol." Marissa stopped her ascent up the steps and once more turned back to her mother, this time with a glare.
"I am not his daughter, he did not adopt me and he never will as long as dad has anything to say about it! If you want to put his name on yours, fine, I don't care but do not ever put it on mine." She warned.
"Your father won't have much to say about it if I…take his rights away." Julie threatened.
"You can't do that!" Marissa shrieked, quickly reaching the floor where her mother stood.
"Oh, I can and I will if I have to Marissa, maybe then I can actually do something about your behavior and the way you treat me and your step-father."
"I hate you," Marissa said harshly before she stormed up the steps and to her room.
Julie rolled her eyes when she heard the door slam shut.
Marissa shut her locker door and turned to the petite brunette beside her, "you wanna go down to the tattoo shop with me? We could go after school. I need a new way to piss off my mom."
Summer cringed, "ew Coop, no way. See if Chino will go with you, he seems into that whole bad ass tattoo thing, but I'm not letting anything like that touch this perfect skin."
Marissa rolled her eyes then laughed at her friend, "at least come with me to look. Please, Summ's?"
Summer looked up and saw the pouty and pitiful look on the lanky girls face, "fine." She gave in. "I'll go, but do you really think they're going to give you a tattoo? You're seventeen, don't you have to be eighteen to get one without parental consent?"
Marissa grinned and looked to her friend, "Summer, my brother owns the place. I'm sure it won't be a problem."
Summer rolled her eyes, Marissa did have a point, "Your car or mine?"
"Mine, cause I'm sure you don't want your car seen there," Marissa stuck her tongue out and Summer gave a playful glare.
"Hardy-har-har." Summer rolled her eyes and started for her next class. "What's Seth been up to lately anyway? Your mom still not talking to him?"
Marissa rolled her eyes this time, "she hardly talks to me unless its to try and control me. She's on this new be-a-good-parent kick, its not working too well."