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A Long Way Home
BEEP BEEP BEEEP BE-SLAM!
'I hate that alarm clock… I really do… and now Corrine aka 'Rinny' or 'Rin' is going to have a flying pig because I broke the alarm clock….again' just as I finished that thought, a midget about 4'10" jumped on my bed and 'scared' me. "Get. Off" I mumbled, but Corrine didn't pay attention "You know you only have, like, 15 minutes to get ready for school, Cola?" she asked as I tried to go back to sleep. "Yeah, 15 minutes of more sleep" 'oh boy, that ain't gonna fly' my little 'inner' told me. "Nicola Ann Uleay, get your lazy ass out of bed now, or I'll take your mustang and drive it into the lake!" my best friends brother yelled 'he wouldn't do that' "I'M NOT KIDDING, GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!" 'SHIZNITZ, WHAT THE HELL'D YA DO NOW!' My inner nicely asked, 'Like hell I'd know' I answered as I quickly jumped out of bed, with a totally panicked look mind you, I wondered 'what did I do?' but, alas, you should not think seriously, while trying to dress, and get ready for school, for you will stub your toes multiple times and maybe fall….on hard things like the stupid chest at the end of my bed.
Now I know by now your wondering 'who the hello-kitty is this lazy ass?' well I would like to introduce you to myself. My name is Nicola Ann Uleay, or as I prefer, Nicola Ann La France. I was an orphan, but now, I have my own little mishap family that consists of my best friend, Corrine, and her brother, Alex aka 'Lexie' or 'Twinkle toes'. My mom died while giving birth to me, and my dad, God only knows WHERE he is. So, my friend, who also was kind of an orphan, let me live with her and her brother, their parents left them to fend for themselves while they decided to go 'find' themselves somewhere in the 'jungle' but we all know they went to live in the Bahamas or some other cool place. Corrine and I are both 18 years old, Alex is 24, I have waist length black hair with neon streaks that I love to put in it, while Corrine has curly (*cough cough rats nest cough cough*) chocolate brown hair that is also at her waist, Alex also has brown hair but it's short, and for our eyes, I have coal black eyes and Corrine has a milky chocolate, while Alex has a cool muddy brown with green flecks. I also am part Indian, or something because I have a wickedly cool tanned skin, and I don't even tan! Poor Corrine on the other hand is like Italian or something and so if she doesn't put sunscreen on she fries in like 5 minutes, funny to watch but Corrine's a pain later when she screams her head off because I 'lost' the sunscreen, but Alex and Corrine don't have the same dad, because he's darker than her but not as cool as me to have a tan, just a nice light tan so he doesn't fry like Corrine.
So yeah, I like to start fights, because I have a messed up life, and I mind as well mess up the bitches that think they can mess it up any more. I also am protective of my family/friends, OH and my babies….NO NO YOU DAMN PERV.! NOT LIKE THAT! Ugh, let me rephrase that, my mustang and crotch rocket= my babies. Ok, anyways (perv.) I have been kicked out of like 5 schools, and I don't really care. I know it would have been my mother's dream of me being the goody-goody daughter, but that's not me. I like to curse (oops, there goes Christian school) pissing people off to start fights (is jail an option for school?) I have a temper (again, you can cross out nun school for me) and I love sports, from street racing, to school sports (probably the only way to get into college). Now Corrine on the other hand, well, she was already receiving scholarships in the beginning of our sophomore year…. Smart-ass. She is the goody-goody, and the only reason why I didn't pummel her face into the ground the first time I met her was because she was the only person in my 2nd grade class to actually help me with my homework, and stand up for me, sure we got in trouble and maybe failed a couple things, but she was there for me. Alex is the smart-jock type that got scholarships for his football and baseball success; also he was class prez but he went to college to be a lawyer and is but he's taking online courses right now so he can make sure we(as in me) wont get in trouble….. So yeah…. I am so screwed, but I'll have a good lawyer, but for my future…. Not looking so good, well I could join the army because I am strong and I can speak Spanish, French, and English fluently but I'll most likely be killed because I'll annoy the hell out of everyone….. Yeah so screwed.
"Done" I said as I looked at my reflection in my floor length mirror. I had on my favorite pair of black skinny jeans, and black converse, with a faded green tank-top under a v-cut button grey shirt that complemented my curves; also I had on a long necklace with a big green heart at the end and grey hoops. The only thing bad about my outfit was my boobs are a little too big for my shirt. Size 36C baby! As I put the finishing touch on my make-up (eye-liner) I noticed it only took me 10 minutes to put the outfit on, and that I should hurry before Alex touches my cherry red mustang. "Cutting it close" Corrine mutters as I pass her coming down the stairs "I know, but you know how much I love my sleep" "True" as I got to the bottom of the stairs I was assaulted by a package of cherry pop-tarts…. And a smirking Alex…. Damn boy. "Let's go" was all he said as he walked outside, with Corrine behind him with her messenger bag. "Let's go" I mimicked him as I got my bag and walked out of our house.
(Time Skip)
"….And WHAT is a molecule composed of two atoms, Miss Uleay?" Mr. Martin, my biology teacher asked while slamming a text book in front of my head. 'Damn pansy, I was sleeping!'' 'I know inner, just what's the answer, so I don't look like I was sleeping?' '…what class are we in again?' 'DAMN IT INNER! YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE LISTENING!' (Inner in corner in fetal position) ''I sorry, I gots tired and fell asleep' bzzz bzzz 'YES, SAVED BY THE TEXT MESSAGE!' 'For now…' (Text message) Rinny: the answer is a diatomic molecule
"Uhhh… the answer is a diatomic molecule?" "hump, correct now pay attention with your head up, as I was saying…."and so Mr. Martin went on with his class, damn how I hate him, oh well now I have to think of a way to thank Corrine… maybe not dying her hair green in her sleep? Sure. (text message) Cola: Thnks Rinny Rinny: what ever, as long as you don't fail this class I'm okay with cheating for you Cola: (text message)
'DING DING DING' went the bell, and now I am free! Until I go to gym that is. See I like my first couple of classes because the teachers are cool, but I hate Science and gym. My schedule goes like this. 1: Computer concepts and applications with Mrs. Brunke 2: AP Geometry with Mrs. Hart 3: Honors world Literature with Ms. Graham 4: Science with Mr. Martin 5: AP French with Ms. Smith 6: Lunch 7: Gym with Mr. Crush 8: Study Hall with Mr. Major. I had 2nd to 4th with Corrine (She had Art and Theater 1st and 5th) and then 6th to 8th, but we had different teachers for study hall and gym, she got the cool teacher that didn't drill you ass off if you stop for just a second in the stupid mile sprints, they got to run just two laps then whenever they finish they got to play whatever sport. See Alex was the one that decided to recommend my gym teacher to pick me for his class at the end of the day when it's the athletics' training! Honestly, I was cool for the running, just not when the coach is breathing down your neck all the frickin' time! I so kick Alex's ass for it, and I hope its still hurting.
(Time Skip)
"HUSTLE ULEAY HUSTLE!" Mr. Crush screamed, I mean yelled, at me( see screamed would hurt his ego that is WAY too big anyway, I mean I wouldn't want to put him in the same category as all the other kids in the other gym classes that he calls 'little girls that can only scream because they are wimps'…..sexist pig) "I AM COACH" I 'screamed' as he calls my shouting, at him as I lapped all his star pupils for the second time, I mean come on, maybe they shouldn't be beefing up the football players and wrestlers if I'm lapping them so bad, and I'm not even on the cross country team! Oh yeah I should probably mention that I had to run another two laps because I actually voiced that comment to coach…. And told him that he should cut back also….he he, anyways so when I do finish my mile and a half, I finally can walk, or so I thought until coach told me to quickly fill in for Donnelly who said he needed a drink of water after the 5 minute break they got, and he was next for kickball….. Cruel bastard. But alas there were only 10 minutes I had to play before being called to the office. Thank God! ...now what did I do this time?