~please advice once again that it is mature audience only~
It's the last two days of summer, and i'm spending it in my room with the a.c blasting and I laying on my bed, glaring at the ceiling fan. I'm in the stage of becoming a sophomore and my body going through it's changes. I'm Quinn by the way." Quinn!" i could hear my mother yelling my name from the hallway, i didn't bother to answer her." Quinn!!" my mother called out once again. After a few seconds before she called out my name, she bolted into my room. " ever heard of knocking?" i harshly said. " well what do you expect when you're calling your troublemaking daughter's name for five minutes straight, and she won't answer, and watch your tone young lady your not even eighteen yet and you're speaking to me like i'm one of your friends!" she raised her voice as she hit those last few words.
I loved my mother don't get me started on how much I do, but sometimes she just makes me want to run away or punch a wall. I have been grounded for a week now, for something that I didn't do. It's been a crazy summer, but right now, right here, laying on this comfortable bed all I wanted was some peace and i can't because my brother and sister are fighting, let alone my mom is too, at me. " oops, so sorry." I said sarcastically. " again with the sarcasm, please stop before I embarrass you in front of the neighborhood by whipping your ass." I rolled my eyes. Please get out of my room, im really not in the mood for this. " oh please don't." i said. " oh I will if I have to, now get dress were goin last minute school shopping." she closed the door behind me lightly. School. Ah, the lovely school full of idiotic people and their irrelevant opinion on other people.
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We went to target and Walmart and other of places to buy supplies. " hurry up and pick your bookbag, we need to get our new clothes too." Belle said. Belle is one of my younger sisters, she looks just like mom, everyone thinks she's the most prettiest out of all of us, even though they still call us handsome and gorgeous kids. But Belle, was the standing ovation out of all of us, her quirky personality made things pop, it was cute, her laugh was a laugh to never forget, and her eyes, were like earth's prettiest eyes, it was Hazel and green with a bit of blue in it, just like my dad, i think because my mom's eyes are silver. " alright chill out, im trying to find a good one." i said searching, I found it! The perfect one." ew that's ugly!" she announced. I rolled my eyes and shrugged my shoulder." belle, it's just a black bookbag, there's nothing ew about it." i informed." the book bag is nice, i just hate the color, why do you love that color so much, you always wear black." she asked. " because it describes how i feel." i said. " a color describes how you feel, are you emo? " she got serious so sudden. " no, are you kidding i just like the color black im not emo either, it's just phase, although i prefer the word grunge." i smiled as we took the cart elsewhere. " Quinn is that you?" someone from the distance called my name out, a female voice, sounded familiar. As this mysterious figure gets closer, i recognize who it was, Marceline and Zamoria. I thought i'd never see them again. " Marceline? Zamoria?, oh my gosh i haven't seen you guys in weeks...since our incident." i said. Marceline and Zamoria were my best friends and we swore to each other that we would never leave each other. Till this day we kept our promise, or did we? Marceline was always getting the guys, she was so pretty and has a good sense of humor. She would walk down the halls with me and zamoria with her dark brown kinky curls swaying side to side, her brown skin shined in the sun which made her glow. She was short, but she never wasted anybody's time and she didn't have her time wasted. Zamoria was beautiful, she was athletic too, though she was the tallest out of all of us, she still got guys, her brown skin would glow too, she had a new hairstyle all the time, which girls envied. But not as much because i forgot to tell you.. That just because guys want us or just them and were shining stars...were outcasts, we will always be an outcast. Not as popular and not a loser.
" i know i miss you so much, Marceline and i were just going last minute school shopping as usual, can't wait for what the year brings us, yay." she sarcastically said. I chuckled. " I saw some cute boys at orientation, it is going to be an interesting year." marceline added. I don't need that right now. " did you hear? Marianne and Chris started dating, he claims they are in love, but they started dating like a few weeks ago." how sad. I always thought he was into boys.
" no, but i sworn he liked guys. Didn't he kiss Oscar and Oscar didn't feel the same way about him, so they stopped being friends?" i asked." that was just a rumor, but i do think he kissed him once and he didn't feel the same way, so there could be a possibility Chris is gay." Marceline said. A lot of things happened over the summer, things i can't explain now. But one thing i could say is that most of us change in the past year, even me. My appearance changed, i cut my hair, i wear contacts, i changed my clothing style, im a different person in the outside the same in the inside. Marceline dated Oscar for two years, apparently they had to break things off over the summer, she broke up with him because he kept fooling around. I kind of wished they stayed together tho it would've been so cute, but people change and we have to accept that.
"Do you wanna hang out after this? You have so much to tell you." she said smiling. Even though i wanted to, i couldn't and it's all because of - " Quinn!" my sister called out from the distance, i looked at her and gave her a nasty look. " sorry, i'm in trouble, can't! But i will see you in school." i smiled running to my sisters. " why do you have to be such a butthole when i'm trying to talk to someone." i rolled my eyes and she stuck out her tongue. " you were taking to long, we need to go to the mall, i'm dying to get new clothes." her voice sounded so girly, she was so girly. Belle was only three years younger than I, she mature...when she wants to be.
We were on our way to the mall when all of the sudden this car went in front of us, speeding for a bit. " these teenagers don't know how to drive, who gave them their driver's license." my mom pissed swerving to the other side of the lane. We were next to the car full of teenagers, turns out it was the boys who went to my school, including Marianne and Chris, and.. I think that's Oscar, with, hold up i can't see, a different girl?! Hold my nuts! Wait what!! Oscar with a new girl so fast..he is cute. I must enlight Marceline.They roll down their windows and start screaming. Daniel informs me that they are calling for me. " Quinn? Aren't those your insane friends from school." his voice was squeaky and pierce, all though it was irritating to hear he was my favorite out of all my siblings. "Ugh what are they yelling at? " my mom uttered loudly. She looked to the side of the car and they started flipping her off. " oh hell no, these teenage boys think they can cross my line." she harshly said as she roll down her window. " no mom. Oh my god she's not seriously doing that is she?" i turn to Daniel and he nodds his head. I sink down in my chair as she starts screaming at them. " you know i can do that too, you little asswhipes! " and just like that she stuck out her tongue while flipping them off and they started laughing. " kiss my ass mom! " Oscar yelled. " kiss my ass, you son of -" i had cut her off because she was the one distracted by them not them. " Mom can you please just drive and stop talking!" i said. I couldn't believe this, this couldn't get any worse.
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"You know you didn't really have to talk to them you would have just drove and ignore those idiots." i say sitting on the couch flipping th channels on the tv. She places her keys down on the counter and takes a bite of an apple. I swear sometimes my mother acts like a teenage mom." oh please, they were driving horrible." she munched through her apple, i left it on cartoon network and slouched down, watching the amazing world of gumball. It's beginning to get late and this is how i'm going to spend the rest of my summer, or last two days of summer, in a couch eating cheeseballs and cereal binge watching cartoons. What happened this summer, is what i will never forget, it's why i changed, why i'm in trouble, and why I became friends with those jerks who flipped my mom off. I couldn't help but notice that i'm always in trouble even if i attempt to do the right thing, or that sometimes i'm the mom when my mothers to wasted from a night to forget or a night to remember.
Marceline and Zamoria were always the wild child, always the kinds that did illegal things and never got caught. The story of how it all goes, is something to never forget, especially from different perspectives, you will feel, you will cry, and you will love. Like i did, for a person that will be in my life, for a person that i hope and dream of that could come back, but at the same time i wouldn't want to see him. He was the start of it all, Charlie. If i could describe him in one word it would be, mysterious. He was this tall, He was was mysterious, his eyes were brooding with deep blue painted on his iris, his face was structured like it was sculpted with no mistake, he made me fall in love this summer. He made me feel to do all the things i did. I stared at the screen as all my thoughts overflowed in my head, i couldn't get him out of my head. " Quinn?" My mom asked as she secretly watched me staring and not replying to her sentence from earlier. " yeah?" i asked. " you know i'm here if you ever need to talk, you know that right?" she said with a soft tone. I looked at her and gave her a warm smile. My mom was young, she was a goddess. I never really understood why my dad ever left her for a younger woman. But she's happy, and i'm happy. " i know." i smiled, she walks over to me and gives me a hug. I never really understood why i did those things over the summer, maybe it was because i was crazy in love. But all i know is that this summer was just the start of it all.
