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Summer and Winter Chapter 2
Today was just a normal day of my life. I'm sure your wondering how so let me clear it up. Today started like any other day.
"Rain get out of the bathroom!" I yelled.
"Calm down River," she said. I hated the name River. My full name was River Flowing Robinson. My sister was Rain Falling Robinson. I think my mom was on speed when she named us. My sister is an idiot. She didn't see our mother murdered, she didn't hear the screams, and she doesn't live in constant fear of our father. None of that is her problem yet look who's the drug addict.
"There," she said. I started slamming things.
"Stop," she said clutching her head. I knew she was hungover. She was always hungover. I turned on the blow dyer. I had already taken a shower. I threw my pink streaked hair into a bun. Rain stomped off.
"Bitch," I whispered. I put in my purple contacts and put on my makeup. It was all a pink tone. Toda was my pink day. I had streaks that washed out so I always could color coordinate. I had a pick tank top on with a pick and brown skirt. My jacket was also brown and my flip flops were, you guessed it, pink and brown.
School was stupid. I hate it. I just use my looks and charm to get by. I have male teachers for English, Social Studies, Math, and Science. I have female teachers for everything else. So I have A's in my core subjects and C's in the rest. I turned in a paper in Social Studies and we were getting back today so I need to turn on the charm.
It's easy for me to get A's in those classes. I hate my house. We live in Compton, California. It's mostly minorities and my sister and I are practically the only white girls. My best friend, Alejandra, is Latino. I like having her as a best friend because she's a bad ass. No one messes with her. Her boyfriend, Cheto, is in jail for shooting his father. His father would beat up his mother and then one night Cheto shot him.
I hated my school too. I went to Compton High. Everyday there was a shooting, or fight, and the police were always there. We had metal detectors and our lockers were opened everyday while we were in class to check if we had drugs or weapons. I was talking with Ally, Alejandra, and a shot skidded my arm. It was fine though.
I had Social Studies right before lunch. I saw a big red D on my paper that I turned in. After everyone left it was time for what I did best.
"Mr. Rodriquez ," I said in my puppy voice.
"Yes River," he said.
"Why do I have a D?" I asked.
"Well this report was about the Civil War but Thomas Jefferson was mentioned several times," he said.
"Well he did invent the telephone," I said.
"No he didn't," Mr. Rodriquez said.
"Well someone did," I said.
"Yes someone did," he laughed. I sat on his desk. I leaned closer to him. He was in his chair. I leaned in closer. I kissed him on his ear. I inched closer. I liked Mr. Rodriquez. He was pretty cute. At least he wasn't like my math teacher who was about to retire. That was bad so I actually tried in that class. I was sitting on his lap now. We were furtively kissing now.
"I can get my grade hired right," I said.
"It's at a C now," he said. I ran my hand up his leg. I ran my other hand through his hair. I felt my bra strap unclip and after that I got an A.
I put my clothes back on, fixed my hair and went to lunch. I went and sat next to Ally. She looked disheveled and it looked like her eye was turning black and blue.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I got in a fight," she said.
"With who?" I asked knowing who it was. I heard the fight outside. I asked MR. Rodriquez if he was going to stop it but he didn't want to.
"Rain," she said.
"Bitch!" I yelled.
"It's fine," she said.
"God I hate her!" I yelled.
"I'm fine," Ally said. I knew she didn't want me to go kill her so she told me it was okay. My boyfriend for the week, Antonio, sat next to me. He kissed me. The teachers were so busy stopping stabbings and those kinds of things they didn't care about kissing or more for that matter. During fire drills everyone would sneak off to make out. There were only like twenty kids outside during the drills.
I felt Tony's hand riding up my leg and into my skirt. I pulled him closer. Ally cleared her throat.
"What," I said pulling my mouth off of Tony's.
"Uh," she said. "You guys."
"There's Rick," I said.
"Cheto's my boyfriend," she said.
"That didn't stop you at Gina's party the other night," I told her.
"True," she said. She got up and went over to Rick. I kissed Tony again and his hand was completely up my skirt now and my skirt was lifted up but I didn't care. The bell rang and people slowly started to meander to their classes. Tony walked me to my class. What started as a goodbye kiss before me going into my class turned into a heated make out session on the lockers. The late bell rang and I sat in the class. It was Math so I new I wouldn't be counted tardy. I smiled at the math teacher and he told me to see him after class. I guess he and his wife got in a fight again. Whenever I do something bad in class after him and his wife fight I always have to make up for it.
After class I kissed Mr. Gonzales. I felt his hand gliding down and I caught it. He broke away and I let go of his hand. It must have been a huge fight he had with his wife. I left his class and went to P.E. I like P.E. because I'd sneak off with whatever guy wanted to and go to the janitor's closet. I had a deal with him to let me use his closet whenever. Today I snuck off with Marcus. Tony wasn't in my P.E.
The bell rang and I saw Rain. I snuck up behind her. She turned a corner before I could scare her.
The day ended and Tony, a bunch of our friends, and I went to the movies. Tony came home with me after. My father was almost never home and when he was he didn't care if I was having a party or in my room with Tony. Rain was almost never home as well so I could do whatever. I had the house to myself. I didn't go into the kitchen unless I had to. That's where my mother was murdered by my father.
Tony must have left after I fell asleep because he wasn't there when I woke up in the morning. I decided to skip first period so I continued to sleep. I could make it up.
'~~~~~~ Next Pov!!!!~~~~~~~~
Oh, boy. Today was just like every other day, it sucked. Like usual, the day started with me going into the bathroom to get ready for school. I always wake up at 4:00 in the morning, if I go to bed at all. After waking up I go into the bathroom and take a shower. My shower is usually an hour long sine I am usually hungover, and taking a shower helps me shake it off. After my shower I stay in the bathroom and blow dry my hair. Then, if I want my hair to be curly, I curl it. After doing my hair, I do my makeup. Today, like most days, River starts yelling at me to get out of the bathroom. I hate it when she yells at me, especially when I'm hungover. After yelling at me to get out of the bathroom for about five minutes, I finally have such a bad headache that I just let her in.
Today she thought it would be funny to bang around in the bathroom because she knew I was hungover. After I couldn't handle it anymore, I stormed out of the bathroom. I could hear her calling me a bitch, but I didn't care. I never care. She always calls me names. Her favorites for me are bitch, freak, and pot head. She rarely gets creative with her name calling; it would be too advanced for her.
Unlike River, I am smart. I could get straight A plusses, but I hate to do homework. For that matter, I hate doing work at all. I just Do the tests and read the books assigned, and sometimes I do the work, but I usually don't. Unlike my sister, who gives all her male teachers lap dances so they will pass her. She gets straight C's. I get jumbled messes of grades. My best grades are in art.
I always pass art. It's just my thing. I could do art for hours on end, never getting tired or painting or drawing. My next best class is German. I am fluent in German, so I can easily pass that class. English I usually get B's or C's in. It's not my best subject, because I can not spell whatsoever. Then there is Social Studies. I love the subjects and all, but I just cannot get into the projects assigned. Math, of course, is my worst subject. I just don't understand how abc5e3f + lk8jab = 2. It just doesn't make sense to me. If I was a sick freak like my sister, I could convince my English teacher, my History teacher, and my math teacher to pass me, but I'm not my sister, and I will not stoop so low.
My favorite part of the day is late at night. I always go to sleep around 1:00, if ever. I am usually at my friend's house until midnight, getting drunk, doing drugs, or something of that sort. I also hang out with my boyfriend, Jared, a lot. I have been going out with Jared for about a year now. Jared is black like almost everyone else in our school. Before we were dating, we were best friends, and we still are. I love Jared; I just wish we would both quit the drugs and alcohol.
After my morning of yelling and getting ready, I get in my pickup truck and drive to my public high school in Compton. I know it sounds bad, but we live in the best part of town, even though it's not that good. The school I go to however, is on the east side of town, and that is the worst side of town.
The school day usually has at least one hold up or shooting. It's fine as long as you're not involved. I have had a gun up against my head twice. Both times it was one of my sisters many boyfriends who wanted to get back at her for cheating on her. Once they were convinced that my sister wouldn't care if I died, they let me go.
No teachers at our school are white. A white teacher would be crazy to try to come to our school. Once a white female teacher tried to teach here, it was a disaster. Everyone gave her the Compton High School welcome. She left the very next day. Her car was completely trashed, so was her class room. People in Compton don't accept white people very well. My sister is the only one who is accepted. She is the only white girl in the popular crowd.
Today in History, I was surprised to see that I had gotten a B+ on my paper about the Civil War. That was the first time I had gotten over a flat B the whole year, and it is the beginning of the first semester. As I turned to leave class, I saw my sister walk up to the front of the class to confront Mr. Rodriquez. I am pretty sure she got a D or F on her paper. I am also pretty sure that she is going to give Mr. Rodriquez a lap dance so he will make it higher. My sister is like that, she is disgusting.
As I walked out of the class room I saw River lean closer to Mr. Rodriquez. I hurried so I wouldn't have to witness the disgusting sexual activity that would surely happen. While I was hurrying out of the classroom I didn't notice that I ran right into Ally, River's best friend.
Never cross Ally Hernando without consequences. Before I could do anything Ally had jumped onto me. We both were very muscular girls. A few minutes the whole thing ended. I left Ally lying on the floor. I had whooped her badly. She was covered in bruises, and had a huge black eye. I left lucky. I only have a bloody lip and a scratch across my face.
Summer and Winter Chapter 2
Today was just a normal day of my life. I'm sure your wondering how so let me clear it up. Today started like any other day.
"Rain get out of the bathroom!" I yelled.
"Calm down River," she said. I hated the name River. My full name was River Flowing Robinson. My sister was Rain Falling Robinson. I think my mom was on speed when she named us. My sister is an idiot. She didn't see our mother murdered, she didn't hear the screams, and she doesn't live in constant fear of our father. None of that is her problem yet look who's the drug addict.
"There," she said. I started slamming things.
"Stop," she said clutching her head. I knew she was hungover. She was always hungover. I turned on the blow dyer. I had already taken a shower. I threw my pink streaked hair into a bun. Rain stomped off.
"Bitch," I whispered. I put in my purple contacts and put on my makeup. It was all a pink tone. Toda was my pink day. I had streaks that washed out so I always could color coordinate. I had a pick tank top on with a pick and brown skirt. My jacket was also brown and my flip flops were, you guessed it, pink and brown.
School was stupid. I hate it. I just use my looks and charm to get by. I have male teachers for English, Social Studies, Math, and Science. I have female teachers for everything else. So I have A's in my core subjects and C's in the rest. I turned in a paper in Social Studies and we were getting back today so I need to turn on the charm.
It's easy for me to get A's in those classes. I hate my house. We live in Compton, California. It's mostly minorities and my sister and I are practically the only white girls. My best friend, Alejandra, is Latino. I like having her as a best friend because she's a bad ass. No one messes with her. Her boyfriend, Cheto, is in jail for shooting his father. His father would beat up his mother and then one night Cheto shot him.
I hated my school too. I went to Compton High. Everyday there was a shooting, or fight, and the police were always there. We had metal detectors and our lockers were opened everyday while we were in class to check if we had drugs or weapons. I was talking with Ally, Alejandra, and a shot skidded my arm. It was fine though.
I had Social Studies right before lunch. I saw a big red D on my paper that I turned in. After everyone left it was time for what I did best.
"Mr. Rodriquez ," I said in my puppy voice.
"Yes River," he said.
"Why do I have a D?" I asked.
"Well this report was about the Civil War but Thomas Jefferson was mentioned several times," he said.
"Well he did invent the telephone," I said.
"No he didn't," Mr. Rodriquez said.
"Well someone did," I said.
"Yes someone did," he laughed. I sat on his desk. I leaned closer to him. He was in his chair. I leaned in closer. I kissed him on his ear. I inched closer. I liked Mr. Rodriquez. He was pretty cute. At least he wasn't like my math teacher who was about to retire. That was bad so I actually tried in that class. I was sitting on his lap now. We were furtively kissing now.
"I can get my grade hired right," I said.
"It's at a C now," he said. I ran my hand up his leg. I ran my other hand through his hair. I felt my bra strap unclip and after that I got an A.
I put my clothes back on, fixed my hair and went to lunch. I went and sat next to Ally. She looked disheveled and it looked like her eye was turning black and blue.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I got in a fight," she said.
"With who?" I asked knowing who it was. I heard the fight outside. I asked MR. Rodriquez if he was going to stop it but he didn't want to.
"Rain," she said.
"Bitch!" I yelled.
"It's fine," she said.
"God I hate her!" I yelled.
"I'm fine," Ally said. I knew she didn't want me to go kill her so she told me it was okay. My boyfriend for the week, Antonio, sat next to me. He kissed me. The teachers were so busy stopping stabbings and those kinds of things they didn't care about kissing or more for that matter. During fire drills everyone would sneak off to make out. There were only like twenty kids outside during the drills.
I felt Tony's hand riding up my leg and into my skirt. I pulled him closer. Ally cleared her throat.
"What," I said pulling my mouth off of Tony's.
"Uh," she said. "You guys."
"There's Rick," I said.
"Cheto's my boyfriend," she said.
"That didn't stop you at Gina's party the other night," I told her.
"True," she said. She got up and went over to Rick. I kissed Tony again and his hand was completely up my skirt now and my skirt was lifted up but I didn't care. The bell rang and people slowly started to meander to their classes. Tony walked me to my class. What started as a goodbye kiss before me going into my class turned into a heated make out session on the lockers. The late bell rang and I sat in the class. It was Math so I new I wouldn't be counted tardy. I smiled at the math teacher and he told me to see him after class. I guess he and his wife got in a fight again. Whenever I do something bad in class after him and his wife fight I always have to make up for it.
After class I kissed Mr. Gonzales. I felt his hand gliding down and I caught it. He broke away and I let go of his hand. It must have been a huge fight he had with his wife. I left his class and went to P.E. I like P.E. because I'd sneak off with whatever guy wanted to and go to the janitor's closet. I had a deal with him to let me use his closet whenever. Today I snuck off with Marcus. Tony wasn't in my P.E.
The bell rang and I saw Rain. I snuck up behind her. She turned a corner before I could scare her.
The day ended and Tony, a bunch of our friends, and I went to the movies. Tony came home with me after. My father was almost never home and when he was he didn't care if I was having a party or in my room with Tony. Rain was almost never home as well so I could do whatever. I had the house to myself. I didn't go into the kitchen unless I had to. That's where my mother was murdered by my father.
Tony must have left after I fell asleep because he wasn't there when I woke up in the morning. I decided to skip first period so I continued to sleep. I could make it up.
'~~~~~~ Next Pov!!!!~~~~~~~~
Oh, boy. Today was just like every other day, it sucked. Like usual, the day started with me going into the bathroom to get ready for school. I always wake up at 4:00 in the morning, if I go to bed at all. After waking up I go into the bathroom and take a shower. My shower is usually an hour long sine I am usually hungover, and taking a shower helps me shake it off. After my shower I stay in the bathroom and blow dry my hair. Then, if I want my hair to be curly, I curl it. After doing my hair, I do my makeup. Today, like most days, River starts yelling at me to get out of the bathroom. I hate it when she yells at me, especially when I'm hungover. After yelling at me to get out of the bathroom for about five minutes, I finally have such a bad headache that I just let her in.
Today she thought it would be funny to bang around in the bathroom because she knew I was hungover. After I couldn't handle it anymore, I stormed out of the bathroom. I could hear her calling me a bitch, but I didn't care. I never care. She always calls me names. Her favorites for me are bitch, freak, and pot head. She rarely gets creative with her name calling; it would be too advanced for her.
Unlike River, I am smart. I could get straight A plusses, but I hate to do homework. For that matter, I hate doing work at all. I just Do the tests and read the books assigned, and sometimes I do the work, but I usually don't. Unlike my sister, who gives all her male teachers lap dances so they will pass her. She gets straight C's. I get jumbled messes of grades. My best grades are in art.
I always pass art. It's just my thing. I could do art for hours on end, never getting tired or painting or drawing. My next best class is German. I am fluent in German, so I can easily pass that class. English I usually get B's or C's in. It's not my best subject, because I can not spell whatsoever. Then there is Social Studies. I love the subjects and all, but I just cannot get into the projects assigned. Math, of course, is my worst subject. I just don't understand how abc5e3f + lk8jab = 2. It just doesn't make sense to me. If I was a sick freak like my sister, I could convince my English teacher, my History teacher, and my math teacher to pass me, but I'm not my sister, and I will not stoop so low.
My favorite part of the day is late at night. I always go to sleep around 1:00, if ever. I am usually at my friend's house until midnight, getting drunk, doing drugs, or something of that sort. I also hang out with my boyfriend, Jared, a lot. I have been going out with Jared for about a year now. Jared is black like almost everyone else in our school. Before we were dating, we were best friends, and we still are. I love Jared; I just wish we would both quit the drugs and alcohol.
After my morning of yelling and getting ready, I get in my pickup truck and drive to my public high school in Compton. I know it sounds bad, but we live in the best part of town, even though it's not that good. The school I go to however, is on the east side of town, and that is the worst side of town.
The school day usually has at least one hold up or shooting. It's fine as long as you're not involved. I have had a gun up against my head twice. Both times it was one of my sisters many boyfriends who wanted to get back at her for cheating on her. Once they were convinced that my sister wouldn't care if I died, they let me go.
No teachers at our school are white. A white teacher would be crazy to try to come to our school. Once a white female teacher tried to teach here, it was a disaster. Everyone gave her the Compton High School welcome. She left the very next day. Her car was completely trashed, so was her class room. People in Compton don't accept white people very well. My sister is the only one who is accepted. She is the only white girl in the popular crowd.
Today in History, I was surprised to see that I had gotten a B+ on my paper about the Civil War. That was the first time I had gotten over a flat B the whole year, and it is the beginning of the first semester. As I turned to leave class, I saw my sister walk up to the front of the class to confront Mr. Rodriquez. I am pretty sure she got a D or F on her paper. I am also pretty sure that she is going to give Mr. Rodriquez a lap dance so he will make it higher. My sister is like that, she is disgusting.
As I walked out of the class room I saw River lean closer to Mr. Rodriquez. I hurried so I wouldn't have to witness the disgusting sexual activity that would surely happen. While I was hurrying out of the classroom I didn't notice that I ran right into Ally, River's best friend.
Never cross Ally Hernando without consequences. Before I could do anything Ally had jumped onto me. We both were very muscular girls. A few minutes the whole thing ended. I left Ally lying on the floor. I had whooped her badly. She was covered in bruises, and had a huge black eye. I left lucky. I only have a bloody lip and a scratch across my face.