Most Girls- Hailey Steinfeld
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*Beep beep beep*
    That is I all could hear. The constant, annoying, irritating sound of the jaws of death that have come to pull me from my slumber.
    Just as the alarm stops and I was about to go to sleep my mom alarm came to the rescue.
"Theresa!" my mom yells in her heavy Spanish accent.      My mom then proceeded to lecture me in Spanish. She always knew I hate when she did that.
    My mom continued to tell me about how I am going to be late on my first day of school, how if I didn't get an education I'd have no job, no job meant no money, no money meant last resorts, last resorts were selling my body.
    At this point my mom was welling up with tears.
    I've never been one to be sympathetic but when comes to my mom I am a sucker.
    One thing I love about my mom is she cared and I was glad to have a mom who cared and loved me.
    Because I could be like one those really depressed girls who try to kill themselves or one of those sluts that sleep with all the guys at the school, and wear so much make up they look like a friggin possessed killer clown.
    So after my mom was done crying hysterically and lecturing me she told me to get dressed and when I was done, breakfast would be on the table
   So I lay on my bed and thought.
   Wow, what is this, the fifth school.
    And I know what your thinking. No, it's not because I am one of those delinquents. I am actually quite opposite and I am more of a nerd type. It's just because I have a history of being.
    How do I put it. Hot-headed, agressive, foul mouthed as my mom like to call it.
    A few things I like to make known at any new school is. One I like to keep to myself​. Two I take shit​ from no one. Three you mess with me, my family, or friends you best be ready to eat my fists. And four I am a polite person, when I want to be.
    Which practically makes me a guy/friend magnet. Though I hate the idea of popularity the people love me.
    After awhile of thinking of what to say and how to not to make a fool out myself. I get up and head to my bathroom to take a quick shower.
    After I was done I walk to my sink to brush my teeth. As I look up at my reflection I take a moment to see what I look like.
    I have long dark brown hair that goes just past my mid back. My skin isn't pale but a light brown and has a natural glow to it. The only thing that is stunningly​ different about me  is my eyes. They are light blue while everyone else in my family has either brown some green but never blue. Well my brother has blue eyes but his are darker and normal looking.
    At my old school people would say they were contacts, or I was so type of demon or ghost.
My mom says it is a gift, but I think it's a curse.
    Because all I want to do is keep to myself but everyone always surrounds me, I get uncomfortable, when I get uncomfortable things don't end well and we have to move.
    All I ever wanted was to be normal, act normal​, see people normally. But unfortunately the power of normal was not with me.
    But on the inside part of me liked the stares, the attention, how I was different.
   I mean see what i mean, look not even my feelings are normal.
    I head towards the double doors of my walk in closet and looked around for something to wear today.
    What I forgot to mention is that I live in a mansion. I know right huge reveal, and as you have mostly likely concluded is that I am rich. More like my parents are, that is besides the point anyway.
    But​ we aren't​ like those stuck up rich people we spend money on what we need. And yeah maybe living ​in a Mansion is over excessive. But who cares anyway?
    I like it I have my own room with a pretty big bathroom, my very own spa hot tub.
    And for my 15th birthday my dad bought me a brand new custom made mustang in my favorite color. BLUE!! Ironic I know
    After I decided on wearing a red crop-top with a pair of blue ripped jeans, my favorite pair of red Converse and a black beanie. I grabbed my backpack, phone, headphones, and keys before I left my room.
    As I walk down stairs and see my twin brother Taylor. Who was currently on his phone as usual. I just rolled my eyes and walked up to him and took his phone and started to run. Laughing my ass off in the process.
   I mean watching Tay (my nickname for him) try to run is hilarious​. Key word is 'try'; finally I made it to the kitchen where my mom and dad sat at the table looking at us and shaking their heads. My mom looked to the and said
    "Lord, I only ask for one mature child."
    I probably would have laughed or protested but I was to busy trying to keep Tay's phone from him.
    "Come on Theresa, give me my phone back." He said as he lunged at it. But I am far quicker than he is.
    "Okay, on one condition." I said.
   "I'll do anything." He pleaded. 
   Now I got him right were I want him.
   "We get to drive to school in your car."
   He looked confused. "Why don't you just drive your car."
"Because​ if guys think I have a badass brother then they'll be detered​ from messing with me, or asking me out." I said with in one large breath.
   He seemed to understand more now. "Okay?"
    I then gave him back his phone and grabbed my backpack and from the kitchen.
    "You know you could have just asked for a ride. Instead of being all 'let me take my most beloved and dearest brother's phone' about it." He said in his 'smart' tone. If he even has one
   I rolled my eyes. " But where's the fun in that." I said as I walked out of the door to the first garage which has my brothers car in it.
    His car was the same as mine except for his car was a reddish orange with white racing stripes.
    Then Tay walked out and caught me admiring his car and said. "If you done drooling over my awesome car."
    "Just like you were drooling over that girls ass. Right. You gave me your Instagram password." I said. His smirk started to fade. And now it was my turn to smirk.
   Then I got into the car without a word. Leaving my brother shocked and speechless. I honked the horn to get his attention​.
He snapped out of his daze and got into the driver's seat and started the car.
    Pretty much the whole car ride was silent but it was a comfortable silence. Considering I just confronted him. But since we were twins we did this all the time.
   Like one time he confronted me and said I had anger issues and I inevitably tried to rip off his face.
   I was looking at the trees and forest on my left side.
   From what I know this new school is located Somewhere close to the town which is only five minutes away.
As we reached the town I could see all of the little shops, a mall, and some small convenience stores.
    About a couple minutes later we reached Park Hills highschool.
    Out of all the names to name a school you called it Park Hills. People these days.
   As we got into the parking lot I looked at​ the school. It was friggin huge it was like the size of a castle in a fairy tale.
    "God damn." I say breathlessly. I look at Tay and he's also looking astonished.
    We headed towards the front office where kids were giving us looks of curiosity. And they were staring at me and my brother. If there was a list of things I didn't​​like first would be popularity, second is staring, lastly sluts/make-up.
   Who knows, maybe I'll get kicked out of this school too.
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    Sorry if it's kind of choppy I was somewhat sleepy making this chapter and I am just trying to get my books noticed.
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