Ashleys POV
"Bitch, you best be getting up! Or I will put my foot up your ass! Bitch, you best be…" Ughhhhhh. Stupid fucking alarm. Stupid Mariah, thinking she is just soooo clever for changing my alarm sound. Stupid tall bitch. I'm going to go back to sleep.
"Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh…" comes blaring out of my phone. You have to be kidding me. I don't care how great the Ramones are, but it is too early for this shit.
"Mariah, I swear to god I am going to find a hole, a really deep hole and toss you in it."
"Good morning, Sunshine! It's a beautiful morning! The sun is shining! The tank is clean…OH MY GOD the tank is clean!" she screams into my ear. I'm going to fucking kill her. I am going to get a rock and tie it to her feet so she can't swim back up.
"What do you want?" I groan into my phone.
"For you to get up. Duh." She replies, I can just hear her smirking over the phone.
"Well aren't you cute. But, seriously, why the hell are you waking me up at," glancing to my alarm clock," seven a.m., what the fuck?" I grumble into the phone.
And then she has the nerve to reply before hanging up, "It is time for school. And we can't skip and drive down to San Diego again. I have a test today. Now, hurry up. If you are ready to go by the time I get there in forty five minutes, I will take you to Starbucks."
Starbucks does sound good though. Damn it. Now I have to figure out what to wear. Do I really even care…Nope. Alright, solid black v-neck, jeans, and leather jacket it is. Now, I have to hurry and shower before that hoe gets here.
I wonder if I have time to make myself an omelet before Mariah gets me…No probably not, I'll buy a pastry or something at Starbucks. Oh! Maybe I can get coffee cake! Crap! I have ten minutes until she gets here. I hurry to throw on my clothes and start blow drying my hair before Mariah gets here to pick me and Kyla up. Is Kyla even up?
"Kyla?...Kylaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…" I yell down the hall.
"What Ash?"
"Oh, you are awake."
"I'm always up before you, tard." She replies snarkily.
"You're lucky you're my sister or we would have thrown down for the attitude you just gave me midget," I mutter.
"Puuuuhhhh-lease. You love me. Besides you're like a half-inch taller than me!" She replies before running down the hall to get her shoes on.
I'm still taller. And waaaaaayyyyy hotter. I mean look at me. I'm every girls dream.
"Ash, where are my pink pumps?" she hollers from her room down the hall.
" Have you checked your closet?" I reply sarcastically. Seriously, why wear pumps to school. They have to hurt. I think she just hasn't embraced her shortness yet. I don not understand how we are at all genetically related.
"Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh…" comes out of my phone again.
"hey bitch."
"Get in the car loser, we're going shopping…err well school." Mariah replies.
"Okay, me and Ky will be down in a minute." I reply before I hang up.
"KY! Let's go! Mariah is here!" I yell into the mansion.
"Oh, my sugar mama's taking us today? Yes!" She says while somehow putting on her last heel and walking outside.
"Do you realize how odd that sounds to hear about my best friend?" I ask her.
""Yeah, I do. That's why I do it. Besides its true. She always fights with us about paying whenever we all go out."
"I guess," I mutter "its still weird." And it is true, back when Mariah and I ever hang out we argue about who is going to pay, if I don't forget to ask for a split check. She really is a sweetheart. Not that I'll ever tell her that. Besides it's not like either of our families are really hurting for money. I mean she has her parent's guilt money and she inherited like a couple hundred thousand dollars from her abuelita when she passed. And she put a majority away for school and shit. I think the only thing she splurged on is her car, a 1965 cherry red Fastback. Its like sex on wheels.
"Hey ho and baby girl! Ready for some Starbucks? Or do you guys want some Jamba Juice?" Mariah asks after she pulls out of the driveway.
"Starbucks!" "Jamba!" Kyla and I yell simultaneously.
"Okay…that helps. Either fight to the death or flip a coin…And hurry up we're getting close." Mariah replies in amusement.
We flip a coin and Kyla wins. "Yes! To Jamba Juice!" Kyla shouts enthusiastically.
"Fine…"I groan.
"Aww, come on Ash, we can get Starbucks tomorrow, okay?" Mariah coos while leaning over to pinch my cheek.
"Woman! What have I told you about public displays of affection!" I say as I slap her hand away.
"Okay, one we are in my car. Two, don't lie you love being affectionate. You're too much of a snuggler to not be. And three, you look too cute when you pout. That's like trying to keep a magnet from attracting a metal of a different polarity." She replies.
"Mariah, your brain is showing." Is my only reply, she really is like oddly smart. It kind of sucks though; because I don't think she ever has to pay attention or study and she can fucking ace a test. Whatever, if I ever just half ass listened, I would have my grades shoot up to a B. I'm just going to put on her stereo.
"Woman, where is your iPod?" I question.
"In the glove box." She replies while making a turn into the Jamba Juice drive-thru. While waiting for them to finish our order and listening to Kyla and Mariah argue about her paying, I scroll through her songs and just decide to hit shuffle. Its always really funny to put Mariah's iPod on shuffle. It will go from something like The Ramones to Ke$ha to Vivaldi to Bring Me The Horizon or something else random as fuck. Her music taste is really wide. Like I tend to stick to older rock bands, old school rap, and some Top 40, while Kyla will listen to pop, top 40, or anything popular. Mariah though is weird, and it isn't like she just listens to them either, she tries her best to go see live shows whenever she can.
"Alright, let's go to hell now, okay?" Mariah says while handing me my pink star smoothie.
As Mariah pulls into a parking spot, I spot our group of friends hanging out by our usual lunch table. I see Chelsea talking to Sean and I see Aiden wearing his letterman's jacket leaning against the table while talking on his phone. He's probably talking to his girlfriend that goes to that all-girls catholic school. Or did he break with her? Oh wait, isn't he dating Madison again… I can never keep up with those twos relationship status.
Where is Madison anyways? She must have had cheer practice this morning.
"Hey guys. What's up?" I greet them as Mariah and I approach the table. Kyla went to go hang out wither dance team friends.
"Not much." "Nothing." are the given responses.
"Hey Aid," I say because he hasn't acknowledged my arrival yet. He waves in acknowledgment and gives me a forced smile, while saying goodbye to whoever he was talking to.
"What's wrong?" I ask in a whispered concern. I mean Aiden's my guy you know? He was the one and only guy I have ever gone out with and helped to support me when I came out to my devil of a mother and at school.
"I don't know. Nothing." He says.
"Liar. Its not nothing." I reply.
"There's some new kids coming today, and one of the guys was an all-American basketball player back in Ohio or something." He finally tells me. Oh, I see, he is worried he'll lose his spot on the team.
"Hey, you have nothing to worry about, this kid may be good, but I doubt he is better than you. Plus, your way better that Jordy, Coach will bump him to the bench before he bumps you." I tell him. Like seriously, Jordy sucks, I don't know how he got starting forward.
"Yeah, you are right." He speaks feeling better now and throws his arm casually around my shoulder as he stands up form the bench. "Now, where is Madison? She's normall here by now." He asks.
"I don't know…" I reply while looking around the courtyard.
"There she is!" I exclaim while pointing in her general direction. Why are there people following her?
"Hey madilicious!" I hear Mariah yell upon her approach. Madi rolls her eyes and returns the greeting while walking toward the end of the table.
"Hey guys, this is Clay,…" pointing to a cute black kid, "Glen," while pointing to a cute white guy, "and this is Spenc…where did your sister go?" She asks the two new boys.
"Oh, she was right behind us…Ummm, and now she is not." Clay replies awkwardly. He seems like the shy nerdy type.
"Well, lets go find her!" Madison sighs at the two boys while pulling them away as they both wave back.
Okay, that's it for chapter one. Let me know if I should continue or not. I'll probably leave it up for a week or two and take it down depending on the response it gets.