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"Victoria!!!" my grandmother screamed as I walked in. I sighed heavily and began to walk to my room.
"I know I know." I said as my grandfather was reading the paper angered. His face was red from yelling with my grandmother obviously. I growled as she began to scream at me. "Stupid, its not even the first week of school, just like your slut of a mother. You're a stupid bitch, don't you think." She began to rant as I stopped and spun on her heal. "Listen you fucken wench, im sick of you im here for another two weeks then im out, I am eighteen then sorry you don't own me. My mother at least had some form of honor, I don't see how the hell she put up with you. Now leave me the fuck alone. Im sick of you and your mouth, I don't care what you think so ow well so sad to bad." I yelled at her and slammed my door shut. No response. I growled throwing myself onto my bed. I slipped Avril Lavigne into my cd player and laid back to listen as tomorrow blasted out. I rolled over onto my stomach and begun to draw im my journal rather then write. My phone went off. I ignored it as it rang again. Four more times it rang before I picked it up. "Hey is Vicky there?" a elder bubbly voice said. "Ow hey gran." I said rolling onto my back again. Finally someone to talk to, I don't see why I couldn't live with my moms mother and father. They had stopped traveling years ago. Before I knew what I was doing I spilled out the days events before her. I herd my grandfather laugh in the background.
"Your gramps said good thing you didn't break her ribs." "Gran im not that strong." "You don't know how strong you are Vicky, your not a little girl anymore." She's begun to say. I herd commotion in the other rooms but ignored it. "That's what I need to talk to you about, your mother wanted me to tell you about your.." She began when someone knocked on my door. "Hey gran im sorry but ill have to call you later." I sighed and hung up on her turning my ice vision towards the door.
"Listen you fucken bitch I said I don't want to talk as In I don't want to speak to you now go the hell away." I yelled at the door. It opened anyways.
"Hey." A girl said. I looked up to see the two new girls from gym class.
"What the hell are you doing here." I snapped angered hitting my cd player and it turned off. "Just wanted to stop by, we heard you got suspended." "When don't I." I shrugged. They just looked at me and giggled. "You sound like my brother, he always gets in fights." The turquoise head said. "Im Bra, this is Pan, Were freshman, were only supposed to be in like eight grade, but we were home schooled till just recently." She declared.
"Lovely im Viper." I shrugged as if having no interest in what she said. "Well Viper, My brother's outside and wants to know if you wanna get ice- cream and maybe a movie." Bra grinned again. Her eyes were wild and untamed as she smiled at me. "No." "Come on, you know you want to, please one movie. There's something about you." "Fine, If it will get you to shut up!" I yelled at her standing up. "As long as its got fighting." I shrugged and walked out the door. They bound behind me. They were nearly my height. I grumbled as they leaned their arms on my shoulders when I stopped. A small group of people looked at me involving the two gym teachers two new boys from school and some black haired elder guy. They leaned against me smiling. I growled at them shooting them each a look. They jumped off my shoulders quickly.
"Ok so you know the girls, well im Son Goku, this is my son Goten." The tall guy with black hair that went everywhere went. "Fine." I shrugged. I don't see why they were going threw introductions. As soon as we got to the movies, id go to the bathroom fifteen minutes in and run out on him. Its how I worked. "Im Krillian." The short black haired guy shrugged. "Im trunks, this is my dad Vegeta." Trunks said smiling and motioned to anti gravity hair guy.
"Fine, lets get this over with." I said turning on my heel and grabbed my car keys.
I drove myself to the movies, trunks at least understood that. He bought my ticket and we went in. The movie was the new xXx (triple X, not henti people ok the new Ven disel one Da!!!). The movie was good except for trunks trying to put his arm around me. Something about this felt so wrong. When he leaned over to move closer to me I punched him in the jaw not to hard, but enough for him to get the point. The movie finished I rushed to my car. "What no thanks." He laughed leaning against my car as I started its engine.
"Thanks." I said crisply and hit the gas nearly making him fall as I pealed out.
I reached my house again around six o'clock. I walked in to my grandfather throwing things out of my room. "Hey what the hell are you." I began to yell at him when he turned around. He wasn't playing, neither was my grandma. "Your moving out, where I don't know, or care at the moment." My grandfather began. I growled my skin crackling lightly as flecks of lightning covered it. How could they do this? Something in my wanted to lunge out and chock them. I walked forward grabbed my stuff and began haling it out to my car. Within the next house I was throwing everything in boxes and putting them in my car. My car had barley any room left in it as I pushed myself in and drove away. Were am I going to go know, my other grandparents lived across half the country, I had no friends house to stay at, I was alone. For once in my life I was truly alone and it sucked. I pulled up to Mr. Peeper's ice cream pallor and walked in. "Hey Victoria long time no see." Mr. Peeper called from behind the counter. I laughed walking toward him and leaned on the counter.
"No kidding I haven't been here in ages." I laughed. He grinned as he scooped my some of my favorite counter handing it to me. I leapt up on the counter like a little kid.
"So what's with the over packed car." He said looking out the window. "The assholes kicked me out." I shrugged licking the ice-cream that was dripping down my hand. "Mmmmm." He turned to me and laughed. "Your such a good kid, ok well almost, why put up the whole tough act." He laughed looking at me act like a little kid. I looked to him and sighed. "I don't know, I think its just how I raised myself to be, but around you and katty and little kids im fine." I shrugged. Why did people always ask me that question? I bit threw the last of my ice-cream and looked to him.
"Well were you staying tonight." "No idea." I said he bit his tongue thinking. "I know this one place that's renting out rooms, but the husbands a real ass ive heard." "Don't care how much." "Seventy five a week." He said nervously. He seemed to be hiding something as he reached below the counter and pulled up a small box. Inside was a picture of my mom before I was born. Even though he was brother in law to my mom by marriage, and divorced her sister years ago, he was always there for me. He handed me that and another two sealed envelopes. "Open them up when you are ready their letters from your mother, and money from her in this one, she told me to give it to you when you needed it." He said softly. I bit my lip and nodded holding the picture and two envelopes. He handed me a piece of paper with the address and I ran off.
I pulled into the huge dome building's parking lot looking over the building. It was around dinnertime, but I didn't care. I walked to the door and rang the bell. An elder guy with a white mustache and a black cat on his shoulder.
"May I help you?" "Yes, im here to see Bulma." I said biting my lower lip. Don't blow this; don't blow this, I kept on saying mentally to myself. He looked me over and nodded leading me into a large room. "Bulma, some girls here to see you." He called out and walked off. I stood at the door to nervous to move anywhere. She ran round the corner and froze in front of me. She stared at me as I swallowed whatever doubt I had.
"Hello, my names Victoria, I want to know if you still have rooms for rent." I said eyeing her. She looked a lot like Bra. Were they related? This was getting creepier and creepier "Yes actually we do, come on in ill show you." She smiled and turned. I followed her, why didn't I trust this?
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"Victoria!!!" my grandmother screamed as I walked in. I sighed heavily and began to walk to my room.
"I know I know." I said as my grandfather was reading the paper angered. His face was red from yelling with my grandmother obviously. I growled as she began to scream at me. "Stupid, its not even the first week of school, just like your slut of a mother. You're a stupid bitch, don't you think." She began to rant as I stopped and spun on her heal. "Listen you fucken wench, im sick of you im here for another two weeks then im out, I am eighteen then sorry you don't own me. My mother at least had some form of honor, I don't see how the hell she put up with you. Now leave me the fuck alone. Im sick of you and your mouth, I don't care what you think so ow well so sad to bad." I yelled at her and slammed my door shut. No response. I growled throwing myself onto my bed. I slipped Avril Lavigne into my cd player and laid back to listen as tomorrow blasted out. I rolled over onto my stomach and begun to draw im my journal rather then write. My phone went off. I ignored it as it rang again. Four more times it rang before I picked it up. "Hey is Vicky there?" a elder bubbly voice said. "Ow hey gran." I said rolling onto my back again. Finally someone to talk to, I don't see why I couldn't live with my moms mother and father. They had stopped traveling years ago. Before I knew what I was doing I spilled out the days events before her. I herd my grandfather laugh in the background.
"Your gramps said good thing you didn't break her ribs." "Gran im not that strong." "You don't know how strong you are Vicky, your not a little girl anymore." She's begun to say. I herd commotion in the other rooms but ignored it. "That's what I need to talk to you about, your mother wanted me to tell you about your.." She began when someone knocked on my door. "Hey gran im sorry but ill have to call you later." I sighed and hung up on her turning my ice vision towards the door.
"Listen you fucken bitch I said I don't want to talk as In I don't want to speak to you now go the hell away." I yelled at the door. It opened anyways.
"Hey." A girl said. I looked up to see the two new girls from gym class.
"What the hell are you doing here." I snapped angered hitting my cd player and it turned off. "Just wanted to stop by, we heard you got suspended." "When don't I." I shrugged. They just looked at me and giggled. "You sound like my brother, he always gets in fights." The turquoise head said. "Im Bra, this is Pan, Were freshman, were only supposed to be in like eight grade, but we were home schooled till just recently." She declared.
"Lovely im Viper." I shrugged as if having no interest in what she said. "Well Viper, My brother's outside and wants to know if you wanna get ice- cream and maybe a movie." Bra grinned again. Her eyes were wild and untamed as she smiled at me. "No." "Come on, you know you want to, please one movie. There's something about you." "Fine, If it will get you to shut up!" I yelled at her standing up. "As long as its got fighting." I shrugged and walked out the door. They bound behind me. They were nearly my height. I grumbled as they leaned their arms on my shoulders when I stopped. A small group of people looked at me involving the two gym teachers two new boys from school and some black haired elder guy. They leaned against me smiling. I growled at them shooting them each a look. They jumped off my shoulders quickly.
"Ok so you know the girls, well im Son Goku, this is my son Goten." The tall guy with black hair that went everywhere went. "Fine." I shrugged. I don't see why they were going threw introductions. As soon as we got to the movies, id go to the bathroom fifteen minutes in and run out on him. Its how I worked. "Im Krillian." The short black haired guy shrugged. "Im trunks, this is my dad Vegeta." Trunks said smiling and motioned to anti gravity hair guy.
"Fine, lets get this over with." I said turning on my heel and grabbed my car keys.
I drove myself to the movies, trunks at least understood that. He bought my ticket and we went in. The movie was the new xXx (triple X, not henti people ok the new Ven disel one Da!!!). The movie was good except for trunks trying to put his arm around me. Something about this felt so wrong. When he leaned over to move closer to me I punched him in the jaw not to hard, but enough for him to get the point. The movie finished I rushed to my car. "What no thanks." He laughed leaning against my car as I started its engine.
"Thanks." I said crisply and hit the gas nearly making him fall as I pealed out.
I reached my house again around six o'clock. I walked in to my grandfather throwing things out of my room. "Hey what the hell are you." I began to yell at him when he turned around. He wasn't playing, neither was my grandma. "Your moving out, where I don't know, or care at the moment." My grandfather began. I growled my skin crackling lightly as flecks of lightning covered it. How could they do this? Something in my wanted to lunge out and chock them. I walked forward grabbed my stuff and began haling it out to my car. Within the next house I was throwing everything in boxes and putting them in my car. My car had barley any room left in it as I pushed myself in and drove away. Were am I going to go know, my other grandparents lived across half the country, I had no friends house to stay at, I was alone. For once in my life I was truly alone and it sucked. I pulled up to Mr. Peeper's ice cream pallor and walked in. "Hey Victoria long time no see." Mr. Peeper called from behind the counter. I laughed walking toward him and leaned on the counter.
"No kidding I haven't been here in ages." I laughed. He grinned as he scooped my some of my favorite counter handing it to me. I leapt up on the counter like a little kid.
"So what's with the over packed car." He said looking out the window. "The assholes kicked me out." I shrugged licking the ice-cream that was dripping down my hand. "Mmmmm." He turned to me and laughed. "Your such a good kid, ok well almost, why put up the whole tough act." He laughed looking at me act like a little kid. I looked to him and sighed. "I don't know, I think its just how I raised myself to be, but around you and katty and little kids im fine." I shrugged. Why did people always ask me that question? I bit threw the last of my ice-cream and looked to him.
"Well were you staying tonight." "No idea." I said he bit his tongue thinking. "I know this one place that's renting out rooms, but the husbands a real ass ive heard." "Don't care how much." "Seventy five a week." He said nervously. He seemed to be hiding something as he reached below the counter and pulled up a small box. Inside was a picture of my mom before I was born. Even though he was brother in law to my mom by marriage, and divorced her sister years ago, he was always there for me. He handed me that and another two sealed envelopes. "Open them up when you are ready their letters from your mother, and money from her in this one, she told me to give it to you when you needed it." He said softly. I bit my lip and nodded holding the picture and two envelopes. He handed me a piece of paper with the address and I ran off.
I pulled into the huge dome building's parking lot looking over the building. It was around dinnertime, but I didn't care. I walked to the door and rang the bell. An elder guy with a white mustache and a black cat on his shoulder.
"May I help you?" "Yes, im here to see Bulma." I said biting my lower lip. Don't blow this; don't blow this, I kept on saying mentally to myself. He looked me over and nodded leading me into a large room. "Bulma, some girls here to see you." He called out and walked off. I stood at the door to nervous to move anywhere. She ran round the corner and froze in front of me. She stared at me as I swallowed whatever doubt I had.
"Hello, my names Victoria, I want to know if you still have rooms for rent." I said eyeing her. She looked a lot like Bra. Were they related? This was getting creepier and creepier "Yes actually we do, come on in ill show you." She smiled and turned. I followed her, why didn't I trust this?
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