CHAPTER III
No one's POV
The ring sounded and kids started to run out of classrooms. A few eight hours in the same spot,between four walls were just exhausting. Her mind started to wander on how her elementary high school used to be. Where there were just one rich full self girl peer classroom and not five families peer block.
Disney Movies,hide and seek,drawing disney characters on the her bedroom walls. She remembered it all. When society didn't compare social labels that much. When people was people and not rich and poor persons.
"MARY!" The boy jumped over her and wrapped his arms around her sister.
"Maxie!" It was always a relaxing thing seeing her little brother after a long work day. Mary couldn't find a way to continue with her life if she ever loses Max;he is her life.
"Mary,can you buy me a popsicle?" Max asked as Mary pulled his hands off her neck and patted him on the head. She took her hand and walked to their house.
"Sure thing buddy. Let's go" her arm went around her young brother when suddenly a light goes off in her head
"If only I could be like thin with her" . . .
Mary's POV
"MAX! SPAGHETTI OR RICE?"
"SPAGHETTI PLEASE!" I serve a spoon of spaghetti next the enchiladas and put the dish over the table
"IT'S READY MAX!"
"JUST A SECOND!" I take the chicken off the pan and place it in my own dish. The noodles are slipping off the spoon and into the dish when Max enters the kitchen
"Yuum it smells delicious!" He moans and pulls his chair out.
"Of course,I mean duh? I cooked" I quirk my eyebrow in effect and he mocks me playfully.
"They didn't make it again" he whispers. His fork playing with the whitey yellow noodles.
"No Maxy,they didn't" silence reigns the kitchen as I serve a glass of water for each other.
I'm not surprised or worried anymore. It's been almost two weeks since Max and me eat alone at home and it's becoming normal. I understand we need money to survive,and to get it we have to work. But having a family meal once a week had never done wrong to someone . . .
Mitchie's POV
"Movie time!" I yell hanging the think box in my right hand and the bowl of popcorn in the other. As I walk to the front of the chairs I spot beer bottles and cigarette boxes.
"Gee girls,I thought we were just going to have a little healthy fun" I shake my head as I place the bowl on my chair. It's not like they're going to want some with the druggy equipment they have.
"Oh we are going to have fun! So much fun!" Cat says slightly tripping over her own words. Great,she's already gone.
I walk until the DVD player and put on the movie. As I walk back I spot Dallas drinking the heck out of the beer bottle. Sometimes I ask myself who can Dallas possibly be older than me with all those attitudes . . .
No one's POV
It's not even an hour after the movie started when the three girls got bored and took advantage of the sunny day.
"Just be careful with the TV. Dallas,you know we'll be fucked up if we wet it" points out the brunette as her older sister and best friend splash water into each other bodies
"Yeah yeah. Come on now Torres!"
"No,I'm okay. I'm not even in my bikini" it was pretty amusing how her best friend and my mind younger sister could change into their bikinis that fast. She just went for another bowl of popcorn when they were already looking like they've just got out of the shower.
"Oh don't be a brat" Mitchie quirks her eyebrow and her older sister mocks her quirking her eyebrow too.
"I'm not the one who's a brat in here" Mitchie smirks and takes a sip of her Grand Douglas
"Did you just said I'm a brat?"
"Possibly. I'm not saying anything to confirm or deny this story" Mitchie sings out. She turns on her heels and takes the remote control from the small white table. Never had she imagined to be dropping water as she turns the tv off.
"You bitch!" Mitchie yells playfully as she returns her sister the favour,and let's her vodka bottle empty over her body.
Dallas yelps and runs with her younger sister following closer behind.
A rich girl's life. No problems at all . . . right?