The Life And Times Of A Cynical Teen

Chapter 1:Brothers and Parties Part 1

Cynical Teen's POV

I'm not your typical cynical teen. Hey that rhymed. Oh sorry about that I get distracted easily. Anyway,I have superpowers. Yeah I know you're probably going 'what how can this girl be cynical when she has superpowers'. That's most likely the reason I'm cynical. Even before I found out I had superpowers and was going to get them, I liked the villians. I mean are they really evil or are they just misunderstood? And are they just trying to cover up the fact that they've been bullied or are trying to look tough and be admired?These are the questions that haunt my mind. Other than those facts I'm probably the definition of average cynical teen. You're probably wondering what my name is, but I'm not going to tell you what my real name is. I'll just tell you what you can call me. I'll also tell you what I look like. Call me Volondra Evans. I'm about 5'9, long black ink dyed hair (I'm actually a natrual platnium blonde) with red streaks on two side and the tips, I have a supermodel body, I'm really athletic and would probably be a cheerleader if not for the fact that I hate preps, and hang out with the goths. Guys still find me attractive though. I've heard them more than once talk about me. I don't date jocks or preps though so ha. It's rather fun to think that. My goal in life is to take over the world using hair products, make up, deoderant, toothpaste, and other stuff like that. I think my first stop is Vatican City. It's where the Pope is so that should be good. Yeah that will be my first stop. Then probably Sweden because they are neutral and all that, but don't know if they have an army or not. That's something I'll have to look into. Anyway you have get the little places first and then move on to the big places. I think that's why the villians never succeed. I'm pretty sure that's the flaw. Just like everything else you do, you have to start small and then work your way up to the top. And maybe concur up a thing where you can stay pale or something. That would be cool. So anyway as I was thinking about all this in my head (I was at school sitting at a table while doodling during free period mind you) when someone wrapped their arms around me. I turned around ready to bite their head off. Then I ,that's right squealed. It was my big brother whom I hadn't seen in a long time. He's like fifteen years older and my all time favorite sibling. He understands a lot about me so yeah. A lot of people also think he's hot, and I can see there reasoning but he's my brother! Yesh! I had overheard some preps talking about an older hot guy on campus but I didn't think it was gonna be my brother. I hadn't seen him in I think about twelve years so that's why I squealed. Don't think too much of it because I do NOT squeal.

"Oh my gosh you're back!"I exclaimed while launching myself at him to give him a hug. The whole place went quiet. Now you're probably thinking 'huh?' but during my thinking I went to lunch. After free period I have lunch. Lucky me, I know. Everyone was deathly quiet and glares were all around. All the girls were giving me glares while all the guys were giving my brother glares. They must think were dating. Then a few of my girlfriends (I'm not gay I mean my girl friends or aka my friends that are girls) strode in and saw what everyone was glaring at. They ran over and launched themselves at him too while screaming group hug. Then everybody got a confused look on their faces. Then one of my newer friends,Kitty(Kithrane Tyler therefore adding the first three letters of her first name with the first two of her last we got Kitty, and as long as a guy doesn't call her that she's fine with it.) walked and gave us a look that meant "did you guys switch bodies with preps?". I grinned and beckoned her over.

"Kitty," I said smiling brightly, "this is my brother Timmy. Timmy this is one of my new friends Kitty. But you probably don't want to call her that or she'll beat you up. So I'll let her tell you what to call her."

The people that were watching all let out a sigh of relief; the guys for knowing that I was free and the girls for knowing Timmy was free.

"Stop calling me that," Timmy whined, "You know I hate it when you do that. It sounds like I'm a little kid."

"Well, you are so there," I retorted.

Timmy just pouted and gave me his puppy dog face. Dang! He knows I can't resist the puppy dog face.

"Dang you to heck," I shouted, "you know I can't resist the puppy dog face." Noticing all the guys eyes suddenly light up I added as an after thought, "Well yours anyway."

He just smiled and nodded. I rolled my eyes and punched him.

"Ow that hurt."

"Grow up!"

"Aww but you know you love me."

"Yes I do. Now stop being a dufus."

"Are you implying something?"

"Hmm...I don't know. What do you think?"

We then glared at each other and then burst out laughing. I don't really laugh that much, well I do around my family and close friends, but other that yeah, so every one again stopped and stared. I turned around and started yelling at them.

"Why don't you people turn around and mind your own business. Yesh!"

People instantly did what I told them because they were almost deathly afraid of me. I just smirked. I turned back at my brother who was looking at me and shaking his head.

"What? It's not my fault they're scared of me. Actually I take that back but still you get the point. Anyway what are you doing here?"

"What a big brother isn't allowed to come visit his little sister?"

Kris (Kristy but she thought it sounded to preppy so she shortened it by a letter and anyone that calls her Kristy better run and hide because she will kill you) retorted for me, "No not while the little sister is at school. Unless it's a family emergency like someone is in the hospital, someone is dying, someone died, or you're going to a funeral."

"Well, it's none of those, but I am here to take all of you out of school. Ummm...Kitty you can come too."

She looked mad that he called her Kitty, but then relized she hadn't told him to call her anything else.

"Call me Kitren. That's my name, or the one I go by for school anyway."

He nodded and motioned for us to follow. All the girls glared at us. We just rolled our eyes and followed Timmy. The group he was signing out consisted of me, Kris, Kitty, Camreon(girl), Kim, Cassie, Emily, Aurora, and Krispy Kreme. Krispy Kreme's real name is actually Candy, but she eats so many Krispy Kreme doughnuts and hates her real name so we all dubbed her Lady Krispy Kreme, but she didn't like the lady in front of it so we took that part away.

"So to what do we owe this terrific occassion of signing out to," asked Aurora.

"Well," Timmy said very causually, "I am done with college in Australia and some of my friends from there have always wanted to come here so they're here and-" He was cut of by a chorus of 'whats?' and 'are they Australian?', not to mention the 'are they guys?'. "Wow one question at a time. Yes I am graduated. Yes they are all guys. Umm...yes and no for the other question. Some of them are Australian, some are British, Italian, Greek, Irish, Scottish, Welsh, French, Spanish, one of them is Jamacan, uhh...Brazilian, Scandanavian, Polish, Swedish, Russian, Peruvian, and Japanese. And I'm signing you guys out because we're going to throw a party at my new mansion. Mom and Dad bought it for me." He explained all of this very calmly but I could tell he was really excited and nervous. But there was no doubt in my mind that he was very proud. He deserved this too. He had worked very hard to get this far and I was beyond proud of him. He had also gotten a very nice Porche and we all crammed in. We were on are way to my house to get ready and party. We may be Goth, but we love to party.