'Some say it was destiny. And some say it was fate. Which was in my mind the exact same thing as destiny. But in my opinion... it was just shitty, bad luck.'
"Kasey." I heard a deep voice say to me in my slumber, to which I just merely responded with a soft grunt.
"Kasey!" The voice yelled, causing me to look up and scan my surroundings.
People.
Classroom.
School.
Shit...
I fell asleep during class, again. Good job, Kasey. You should do this more often. Maybe you'll finally achieve something in life. Like being a hit on youtube for making an ocean out of saliva.
#realtalent.
"Huh... What?" I draweled in utter confusement. The whole class snickered softly and giggles were heared from the bitches sitting infront of me. She turned around and heaved a drawed eyebrow, taunting me.
Go fuck a horse, whore.
"I asked you a question, miss Manely." My math teacher said with a fuming voice. I could just see from his red face and his hands on his fat be- I mean hips, that he wasn't happy about the fact that I was snoring in his lesson. At least, I think I was snoring, and if I wasn't, I would be dissapointed in myself for not bringing the best out of Mr.Hasen's class and his fat double chi- I mean, face.
"Uh... Could you repeat that specific question, Mr.Hasen?" I said mockingly which made the class snicker, except for the whores sitting infront of me, they just rolled their eyes back into their sockets and turned around. Oh, how I wish they would fucking stay that way. I'd never, ever again had to look at her stupid face.
"Of course." Mr.Hasen hissed.
Jesus bro, say it don't spray it.
"Please, answer the sum on the board." He said with a smirk on his face. Knowing that I didn't know the answer.
Bad luck for you, fatass. 'Cause my friend who was sitting beside me tapped her pencil against her notebook where the answer was located.
"23y + 45x." I said grinning like the smug little bastard that I am. I had seriously no idea what I just said but from the way his head looked on the brinch of exploding, I knew that I had it right.
He opened his mouth to speak, but we were saved by the bell from dying of his flying saliva.
"Class, dismissed." He grunted looking me with sheer hatred in the eye.
I was so lucky to sit in the back row. I shivered as images of sitting in te front row shot into my head. Jesus, I pitied those people in the front.
I walked out of the classroom and waited at my locker till my friend emerged. She opened up her own locker which was located next to mine. I know, cliché. I don't care tho, deal with it.
"Hey, hoe." I greeted.
"Sup, slut?"
"Not much. Thanks for helping me in math, you were a real life saver."
"No worries." She said and linked her arms with me after shutting her locker.
I copied her action and together we walked to the cafeteria, gossiping about the latest facts.
"Did you know that Tynsley was found with Mr.Fanté in the janitor closet?"
"No, but doesn't suprise me. I just knew she had a thing for hairy guys." We erupted into laughter and sat down at our lunch table.
Mr.Fanté, my English teacher was known for his hairy butt crack. He always wore low pants, which isn't a big problem, but he seems to forget his underwear at times. And, O God please help me, you do not want to see that booty.
And Tynsley being known as the slut of the school. And as y'all know, there is always a main slut in high-school. Which is Tynsley. Her blonde curls and tanned skin looked like they were made out of caramel. Not the good kind. She was the one with the drawed eyebrows and painted face. God, even her chest was made of plastic.
And, yes, I know fake tits aren't made of plastic. But hers sure look like it. And if you're wondering how I know this. She fucking walkes around this school like it's for nudists. Gross. Like literally het skirt doesn't even reach her legs. And her top doesn't even touch her fucking belly. And if you're imagining a pornstar right now. You're close to it. She only misses the cum on her fa- nevermind. She probably has that too on the weekends.
Anyway back to the present. Mase and I were eating our frites when I suddenly feel two hands go around my chest onto my breasts. "Hey babe, you in for a quickie?" I hear a deep voice say.
"Go fuck yourself, Anthony." I sneered and scratched his arms with my nails. Such a nice girl I am.
"Auch!" He yelped, "what the hell."
"Shouldn't have touched my boobs, buddy."
He scowled at me before returning to the 'popular' table and pulling Tynsley in his lap. And from the look on her face, she doesn't mind playing with my sloppy seconds.
He he he *evil laugh*
"Ey, you still up for tonight or are you backing out?" Harry said, sitting down beside me and grabbing some fries from my tray.
"Of course. I'm no pussy." I said shoving his shoulder. Harry put his arm around my shoulder and kisses my temple in reply.
"You sure about that?" He smirked and pinched my cheek.
"Go bother your girlfriend, hairy boy." I said ruffling my hand through his blonde curls.
"Love you too, K." He teased and shove towards his girlfriend, Bonny, who was already sitting with us in the mean time.
Next to Mase was sitting Brace, her boyfriend. They were murmering to each other and accasionelly giving little kisses. They were super cute. And gross at times. I'm so loner. They were both brown skinned and have brown hair and eyes. Mase's hair was straightened out with a straightener and Brace had small curls all over his head.
"K?" Harry nudged my arm which caused my arm to be shoved into the fucking ketchup.
"Ahh!" I groaned, "nasty."
"Sorry, sis." He gave me an apoligizing look and pooted his lips, "please, forgive me?'
"Apology not accepted." I teased.
"No..." he fake wailed, "how can I earn your forgiveness, my beloved sister?"
"You gotta lick it clean!" I screamed before pushing my covered arm into his face. He didm't see it coming and was too late to block my move 'cause the ketchup was already covering his nose and left cheek. I broke into a fit of laughter and my friends joined. Harry was giving me playful glares before shoving a frie into my shirt.
"Ew." I sqeeuled and grabbed my yoghurt before throwing it on his face, which caused Bonny to be covered in yoghurt too.
She laughed loudly before grabbing her spaghetti and throwing it at me. And me being a trained assasin, I dodged. Which caused the spaghetti to land on Anthony and his personal whore, Tynsley.
I barked out a laugh and screamed, "food fight."
Everyone stood up and started throwing their food. The teachers were looking stunned at the event and had no idea what to do.
I told my friends to follow me and together we sneaked out of the cafeteria and ran to our cars. Mase, Bonny and I ran towards Mase's car and the boys jumped into Harry's car.
"Let's go to the beach!" Mase and I screamed.
I turned on the radio on full volume and the three of us sang along the lyrics.
The boys followed us in their car towards the beach. We pulled up at the beach and began pulling off our clothes. Me being me, I was wearing my Ladybug underwear and a black bra. Good choice, Kasey.
Harry and Brace grabbed their girlfriend and ran into the cold awaiting ocean. I hurried after them and dived into the water.
"O-o my G-god. It's s-so cold." Harry was coming towards me and dove onto me bringing us both into the water. My head was underwater and I opened my eyes seeing Harry with closed eyes and air-filled cheeks. I came up and began laughing like a hyena, "your face." I said between laughter and soon Harry joined in.
The rest was already out of the water, onto the dry, warming up in the car with towels around them.
"Let's go, K."
"Good idea, hairy."
We hurried towards the car, the chilly air running along our wet bodies.
We got in the warmed up car and grabbed a towel, which were always in the back of the car, just to be sure. I looked into the mirror from the car and saw my tangled, wet, black hair, purple lips, and pink cheeks. My grey eyes held a tingling spark and pure joy.
Mase and Bonny put their arms around me in a small group hug to warm ourselves up.
This is what having real friends feels like.
When we were all dried up and ready to go the sun was already going down. It was magnificent. The beautiful orange glow seemingly touching the earth. The reddish sky with birds flying high. I sighed in content and closed my eyes, listening to the soft melody playing from the radio.
"Kasey! You ready?!"When we were driving from the beach towards our home Mase began to whine about food. And me being me, I helped. So, the boys decided to bring us to McDonalds. After we went to McDonalds for our diner we drove to Harry and my house, getting ready for the night. I wore ripped up jeans and a loose red with white striped top. I grabbed my white sneakers and pulled them on before grabbing my black leather jacket and running out the door, jumping into the awaiting car with my frie
"NO! Never!""YES! now!" Mase, Bonny and I screamed at the boys."No. No. We are not watching that chick shit movie." Harry stated.
After we ate the cake and they gave me their presents, we started preparing the plans for tonight.We all agreed to go out to a club tonight. 'Cause I just turned eighteen, the last one of our group. And I could finally drink alcohol, well, in my parents point of view. Not the government...Not that I didn't do it before or anything...
We were almost at our destination. We had driven for about half an hour before we were finally in the town next to us. Called Vallon Hill. It had pretty little shops with boards hanging outside. There were trees, flowers and lots of decorations. But even though there were lots of colors, it felt like death itself was living in this town.Like literally, I think I saw a dead rat lying on the sidewalk. Not so sure, though, could've been poop too.I shr
I was currently locked in a huge room. I was screaming my ass off and hurling myself at the door and it wouldn't fucking budge. It was starting to piss me off.So I decided to kick the door. Which wasn't a good idea. 'Cause my toe went double and it wasn't standing straight anymore. And it hurts like a bitch.
You know when you get abductedor kidnapped.Actually, no, not kidnapped. I'm no longer a kid! I'm 18!Forgot about that for a moment...
"Hmm..." I moaned, "so good!""More...""Tastes so good!" I said before taking another piece of the chocolat tart.
When I finished putting on my clothes, a white skinny jeans with a black t-shirt on top of it, I got out of the bathroom and found the maid tidying up my bedroom. It wasn't a big problem or something, but I can do it myself. She doesn't have to do it for me. If I made the mess, I shall clean it.I should become a poetic.
Dorian has been inside of me for exactly nine months now. Today is the day that he'll be out of my belly for the first time in his life.I'm already laying in a hospital bed, the only thing covering me is a hospital gown. Denjiel is standing beside me and our families are waiting outside in the waiting room.
It's been a month since Carella has returned to Sicily. She calls me on a regular base. She tells me about her day and I'll tell her about mine, mostly complaining about my huge belly, my aching back and my swollen ankles.She told me she has seen Roman a few times in the street, most of the time wakling with an other girl attached to his arm. The pain that is present in her voice whenever she talk about Roman makes me want to crawl fly over to Sicily and take her in my arms.
Carella has been staying in one of the guestrooms for nearly three months now. Saying she couldn't possibly return to her apartment in Sicily. Afraid she might run into a certain person who caused her heart to break into a million shards.Denjiel explained to me that Carella moved to Sicily when she turned 18, going to an art school there. She bought a small apartment and went to live there for four years, or so she thought.
"So, a son huh?" I grin up at Denjiel.I'm actually quite ecstatic about the idea of welcoming a little prince into this world. Of course I was angry at Denjiel, because he promised he wouldn't tell me the gender, but he did. Even though it was through a stupid slip up, it still angered me. I was already riled up about the fact that I couldn't get out of this castle without him by my side and guards nearby, him accidently telling me the gender angered me even more. I accepted it now, I was actua
The pain I felt in my chest was unbearable. I could barily step into the guestroom before I broke down in hysterical sobs.I already regret walking away from him. I already regret not stepping into his arms and forgive him for his foolish words.Wh
The way Denjiel's eyes shone when I told him I loved him back was euphoric. I've never seen someone's eyes light up that much and that fast.After we declared our love in the middle of the ballroom, everybody applauded, to my utter shock. I was amazed by the genuine smiles in the crowds and the congratulations for my pregnancy. All these people here were so kind and genuinely nice. I truly had nothing to worry about as Denjiel had said.
"You look stunning, sis." I look at Harry through the mirror and smile at him. He's wearing a black tux which made him swoonworthy - as Bonny said.Harry, Bonny, Mase and Brace all arrived about an hour back. Mase and Bonny finally got to meet Delilah and they totally hit it off. The three of them all still gushing over our outfits on my bed, all wearing beautiful dresses with matching heels and acessories.
"What should I wear? Something that doesn't make me look cheap or slutty, something classy looking, something that will leave a good impression." I sigh and let myself fall on the bed, tumbling in a pile of dresses. "I have to make a good impression. Help me." I beg Delilah with my eyes as I pout her way."I'm trying!" She laughs at my expression and falls down beside me on the bed. "Close your eyes." She whispers and I do so without questions asked. "Picture yourself next to Denjiel, standing i
"Would you like to know the gender?" Dr.Bright says, as she puts the cold creme on my stomach.You can see a small bump whenever I get rid if my shirt or my dress. But whenever I'm wearing something, it always covers it up, no matter how thight it is. I was worried if the baby wasn't growing healty enough, but Dr.Bright said that it's perfectly normal and that a lot other woman experience the same.