I walked downstairs with my headphones around my neck and opened the door when I heard mom yell at me.
"Keena, where do you going!" she shouted.
"Mom, you think you can talk to me just once instead of yelling at me all the time!" I shouted. "I'm going to get a sodapop!"
"Hurry up and get your ass back!" shouted mom.
"You know what?" I said. "Fuck you! I'll be back when I am! Hopefully, someone will kill me!" I shouted and ran out the door.
Narrator's P.O.V.
Keena's mom thought hard about that. Maybe she WAS being too hard on her.
Keena's P.O.V.
Mom pisses me off. Things are never the way they were when I was little. She was always very nice to me and now, she yells everytime she talks to me. I was listening to Bee Gees as I walked to the store. Mom didn't want me to use her new car. It was a green 1971 AMC Gremlin X. I know. Strange that these things exist underwater. But they do.
I walked up to a sodapop machine, put my money in it, opened the door and grabbed a bottle of sodapop.
As strange as you may say I am, I save my pop bottle openers from every time I get sodapop. But I used the one on the bottle. As I was ready to take a drink, a fin tapped me on the shoulder.
I screamed and turned around.
"What the fuck, Nya!" I shouted. "You scared me!"
Nya Quistis. She was my best friend. She had glasses that looked they belonged to a teacher; aqua blue and teal long hair; a grey shirt; and grey bellbottoms. She was nice to me most of the time, but just because she was the smartest shark in my class, she has to constantly be a know it all.
"I suppose you should be scared then." said Nya.
I put my headphones around my neck and spoke.
"What are you bitching about now!" I shouted.
"You should know!" shouted Nya.
"No, I don't!" I shouted.
"You slept with Robby, Keena!" Nya shouted.
"Nya, he isn't even your type!" I shouted.
"Bullshark shit!" shouted Nya. "We were going steady!"
"Well, you know what?" I said. "I'm sorry, Nya. I didn't know."
"Yeah, play innocent!" shouted Nya, even madder.
"You know what, Nya!" I shouted. "Why don't you fuckin' go home! I don't need your shit!"
"I don't really care about him." said Nya.
"Then why are you yelling at me!" I shouted.
"You might think I'm strange." said Nya.
I had only one guess. She had to have fallen in love with me. It was the only possible thing here.
I grabbed the back of her head and began kissing her. In the process, i dropped my sodapop and it busted all over the ground.
Next, we went into the bathroom, closed the door, locked it and well... you figure it out.