Bad set o.o
New story. Chapter one.
"CAMILE GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" I booked my butt downstairs, stood up straight and said, "Yes, daddy, what is it?" He glared at me. "You didn't make me breakfast!" All you here is SMACK, and I hit the floor. He slapped me. Third time this week. If you don't please daddy, you get to kiss his hand. "I-i'm sorry daddy. It wont happen again" I cried. "Suck it up, brat." He said and stalked away. I stood up. I got whatever i wanted. A nice mansion, the coolest phone, laptop, TV, money, cars, pools,butler, everything. I don't want it all. My twin, Kalie, was daddy's favorite child. He never hit her. I swear, she gets laid 60 times a week by different guys. Her current boyfriend, Seth, is the head football player, smart, not to mention, totally gorgeous. We wernt identical twins, so we could be told apart. I was popular, i guess. I hated it. No one is nice, just pigs who want whoreish stuff. My only real friend was Mark. I've known him forever. I tell him everything, except for what daddy does. He said it's a secret and i would be punished if i tell. I grab my lunch money and a fruit bar and walk down to the school bus. I stick my Ipod headphones in and start to hum when big, strong arms hug me tight. I spin around, scared. "Mark!" I hugged him tight. God, i missed him. He went away to Claifornia for the summer. Finally, we start Junior year. He hugged me back tight and kissed my cheek. "Damn girl, you got tall. I missed you!" He said happily. I smiled wide, "Oh my god, I missed you like crazy! Summer totally sucked without having you around." The bus turned the corner. He grabbed my hand and walked with me up the stairs. First stop. We sat in the back together catching up on everything. The bus stopped and trouble came on. Marks' ex-girlfriend, Mallory, walked up and sat directly across, access to Mark. I had the window seat. I felt ignored. He talked on and on to Mallory. God, i hated this chick. She looked down and noticed our hands, which i totally forgot about, "So Mark, you guys a 'thing'?" She did air quotations with her hands. I pulled away and loked out the window. Mark was my best friend, nothing more. He's always told me he loved me more, but i don't think i have any love in me. He tried to laugh it off. Fail. "Ha! No, just friends," Mark said and elbowed me playfully. I ignored them and scooted out of the seat and sat alone up front. Of course, the skank moved in the seat with him. She would do anything to piss me off. Anything...