A/N that picture is California.
"CALI WAKE UP!" Marley yells in my ear.
"Whaaaat?" I moan not wanting to leave my bed.
"It's Tuuesdaaay." She says drawing out Tuesday about four syllables too many. Wait...
"It's Tuesday!" I jump out of bed and run to my closet. I block out the sound of Marley laughing at my reaction.
"Who is he?" She asks me for the millionth time, but no way am I telling her that I'm crushing on Vincent DeMario. She hates him and it's not like I meant to but... The man's hot. I tutor him on Tuesdays for three hours after school. Last time for the last hour he kept making cute remarks about my hair or dress. I think he's starting to understand his undeniable feelings for me.
Okay so I'm just hoping he likes me. But still... A girl can dream.
"Sooo not telling you Mar. Nice try though." Marley huffs angrily.
"Why I'm your sister don't you trust me?"
"Yes." I look around the bathroom... I know my eyeliners he- "Oh there it is! But Marley it's not that I don't trust you he asked me not to tell who he was." Not a lie... Technically... Okay so he said he didn't care but whatever.
"Ugh!" Marley exclaims and stomps from the bathroom all the way down stairs. She's mad but I know she'll wait to go to school with me. It's my turn to drive and I'm so driving my blue Porsche. Hers is green...like a weird green like...grass green
Ew. But anyways. I finish my look and check the mirror. Cute light blue dress. Check. Cute black boots. Check. Pretty makeup. Check. Alright I'm good to go. I run downstairs and grab my bag and hug mom good bye.
"Dad already gone?" I ask noticing the lack of my aforementioned father.
Mom nods her head. "Yes now go on, get to school your sisters in the car waiting."
I walk to garage to find a pouting Marley in the passenger side of my car.
"Marley don't be mad."
"Humph." She turns to look out the window.
"Mar if it were your secret you wouldn't want me to tell." Her shoulders slump a little but she doesn't turn.
"Come on Mar, I'm just trying to do the right thing." This gets her to turn finally.
"Drive. We're not going to be late over this." Well.... At least I know by the time I see her again she shouldn't be so angry. Marley was never one for holding on to her anger any longer than she can hold her breath.
I start the car and pull out of the driveway. It's only a twenty minute drive to school.
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At school Marley leaves me as soon as I shut he car off. Her green dress swaying with her hips and red hair flying behind her like fire. Sometimes I wish I had her hair but I'm stuck with a black version of hers. The only thing we have that seems to be unique, besides the fact that we're biracial twins, is that I have blue eyes and she has brown ones.
"Well she can't be mad forever." I mumble stepping from the car.
"Who can't be mad forever?" My best friend Trevor says from behind me.
"Marley. She's mad I won't tell her who I'm tutoring."
"Oooh you mean Mr. Bad boy?" He mocks wriggling his eye brows at me.
"Shut up Trev. I never should've told I have a thing for him. Why did I tell you anyways?"
"Because it's stupid to try and lie to me. I'm your best friend. I know you so well to know when you lie to me."
"Right..." I remember the day me and Trevor decided to tell each other a secret the other didn't know. He thought it would bring us even closer together. My secret was that I had a thing for 'Mr. Bad boy' his was that he's in love with one of our other two friends. I asked which one and he said he'd only tell me if I guessed it first guess. Bad plan because when I guessed Veronica and he said no I knew he meant Greg.
"How's it going with your love for Greg?"
He gives the worst death glare I've seen from him. "You know I'm just out of luck."
"You don't kn-"
"Cali. Let's just go to first. Before we're late." He starts walking to class and I'm dumbfounded. He hates first. He lives for being late.
"Okay." I mutter striding beside him.
I look down and notice I've dropped some things. I turn around to see a small trail of notebooks and pens.
"Ugh." Trevor turns and sees the trail.
"I'll help you."
"No it's okay you go on. Thank you though." He looks torn for a second but heads to class without any argument.
I start to pick up the things from my bag. At the end of the trail a pale white hand grabs my pink notebook with 'Chem 2' written on the front.
"Here you go beautiful." My heart races at the sound of the voice. I look up into the eyes of Vincent DeMario, resident bad boy of Auron High. His white blue eyes pierce mine and hold a look of slight sadness before they harden and I'm broken from my daydream.
"Uh... Why thank you handsome." Wait! Oh my God! Did I just call him handsome to his face? Oh. My. God. I'm dead that's it I'm never coming to school again.
"No problem gorgeous." He says smoothly as I take the notebook from him and try to maintain a normal breathing level.
"Uh.... Um... So later?" I ask trying to talk about something that won't cause me embarrassment.
"Of course but... Well I was wondering if you might want to come over to my house and grab a bite to eat while we study."
He smirks at me like he can see all the dirty thoughts going through my mind. All of which would involve his house but no studying.
"Um yeah sure I just... I need to drop my sister off at our house first."
"You have a sister beautiful? I'm sure she's nowhere as pretty as you."
"Hehehe." I giggle awkwardly. "Yeah I've got a twin sister. Her name is Marley."
"Wait... That red headed girl that trys to kill me with death glares all through fourth?" I nod. "But she's... And you're..."
I can hear his silent question. How is the black girl twins with the white girl? Well... Science motherfuck€r.
"Yeah. We're biracial twins. It's pretty rare. Anyways. So later handsome?" He looks dumbfounded for a second just a moment.
"Yeah gorgeous. See you tonight." With that he turns on his heel and walks back the way he came.
When I turn around to go to Mr. Franks class I see a red head in a green dress storing away and I just know Marley saw the whole encounter."Marley wait!"
She turns and glares at me."Save it California!" She growls turning away and rounding a corner.
As I walk into English 4 everybody stops and stares. I quickly hurry over to my seat next to Trevor so I can relay to him everything thatvjappened in the ten minutes I was gone. Right as I sit down the bell rings and Mr. Frank walks in. Silencing the class. I'll tell him at lunch I guess.
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My Bad Boy And The Gang.
Teen FictionI look at California. She sits on my lap in the circle of us pot heads. She's not what I expected. She smokes she's the most sarcastic person I've ever met. She's smart but hates school. She's a girly girl who hates dresses. She defies logic in so m...