Do you know any girls who just have amazing grades, do what their dads tell them, or just don't disrespect people in general? Well, I'm kind of like one of those girls, but there are a lot of things that I do that can get me thrown in jail. What are those things, you're probably wondering? Well, I basically just street fight. I'm good at it too. I'm basically a good girl who hasn't been caught.
When I'm at school, I try to keep it down. I don't want people finding out about me. I don't want attention. I may be confident, but I don't want popularity attention. I rather not be a slut. They disgust me. I also have enemies. Many. They don't go to school, but they are very, very deadly.
Waking up to my dog licking my face is no fun, but I love my black, medium-sized wolfdog with my whole heart. His name is Jet, and he's 3 years old. I've taught him some tricks, but unfortunately, he doesn't know how to let me sleep. With a groan, I push him away, but he comes back anyway.
"What do you want Jet?" I ask. He whimpers slightly. "Hungry?" he barks quietly. I sigh, running a hand through my long brunette hair. Trying to drag my 5'8" figure out of bed, I go out to the kitchen. When I get out to the kitchen, I get the dog food and pour Jet some. After I put the food away I go back to my room. With a brief shower and I change into a grey tank top, dark blue skinny jeans, a dark blue denim jacket, and put on my black stilettos.
I know I said I don't wanna be a slut, but stilettos are awesome and make me feel more confident. With minimum makeup, I try to highlight my blue eyes and keep my face as normal-looking as possible. Once I'm happy with the bare-faced makeup, I drag a brush through my hair and keep it down after drying it with my hairdryer. Soon enough I'm ready for the day and I leave my room going back out to the kitchen. The scent of eggs and bacon abruptly finds my nose and my eyes find my father in front of the stove while Jet lazily lies on the floor under the table, his food bowl completely empty.
"Morning dad," I greet with a kiss on his cheek.
"Morning sweetie," he replies.
"What are you making?" I ask while sitting on one of the bar stools.
"Eggs and bacon," he states simply.
"Yum."
"Are you ready to start your senior year tomorrow?" he asks, looking at me. I nod. "You're going to try hard like usual, right?"
"Yep, don't worry dad. I plan to only focus on studies this year," I say.
"Does that mean you're aren't going to go out at night to fight and dance?" he asks. I bite my lip. He's always known I've done this stuff, but it's just a gentle topic to me. Yeah, you're probably wondering, why doesn't he stop you? Well, he loves me and just wants me to happy.
"Uh, I don't know yet," I say truthfully. He just nods and goes back to making breakfast. "Oh yeah, by the way. I have to go out to the mall to get a few things for school," I state after a few minutes of silence.
"Okay, Em," he replies. Soon, my dad finishes making breakfast, placing my plate in front of me and I thank him. I eat while he goes to his office with his food. After I finish my breakfast, I clean off my plate and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then I go back to my room, I grab my phone, my purse, and some emergency makeup. Once I make sure I have everything I need, I go downstairs and grab the things I will need for Jet to come with me.
I put the leash on Jet and take him out to my Jeep Wrangler 2015, all black. Once I get Jet in my jeep, I get in and drive to the mall. With a short ride, I pull into the mall parking lot and get Jet out. Luckily this mall doesn't care if there are dogs inside. Jet lead me into the mall and we go to the school supplies section. I grab a pack of pencils, pens, and erasers. That's about all I need for school so I go to the food section. I get some fruit there and head to the health area. I have to get some more wrap, for when I'm fighting and more stuff to heal my injuries when I get hurt.
After I pay for those I put the bags in my jeep and go back inside, but towards the food court. On my way, I was looking down at my phone, knowing that Jet would warn me if I came close to running into someone. Apparently, he didn't mind me running into someone, and I ended up running into something solid, just as Jet barked. I end up on my butt and drop Jet's leash, and my phone.
"Ow," I winced slightly.
"Watch where you're going," a deep voice grumbles. Jet must have seen my pained face because he starts barking at the guy. When I finally look up, I slightly gasp. I didn't end up walking into a wall, but I ended up walking into my school's bad boy, Ashton Grey. He has pitch black hair, grey eyes, freckles, and pale skin. I get up and brush myself off.
"Sorry I'm not sorry," I spit.
"That doesn't even make sense," he retorts.
"Obviously your too stupid to understand, now leave me alone," I state.
"What are you going to do about it?" he asks rhetorically. Jet must have seen his threatening face because he began to bark and growl. Ashton soon had an annoyed expression on his face and in one swift move, he kicks my dog 'lightly'. My dog whimpers and falls to the ground.
"Jet!" I screech. I bend down and make sure my dog is okay before I stand up and glare at Ashton. He has an amused look on his face which only makes me angrier. Before I know what I was doing, I punch him in the stomach, which only hurt my hand a little. Then, I kick him in the shin. He falls to the ground on his knees, out of breath. I smirk and pick up my dog, before going to my jeep, not feeling very hungry anymore. Once I get to my jeep, I gently get my dog put on the passenger side seat and make sure he is okay. I check to see if he broke anything, or if it is just a little injury. I sigh in relief, once I know he is just in a little pain. I kiss his head, before going to my side of the jeep, getting in. My small, slim fingers are able to jam the key into the ignition and I drive out of the parking lot. The drive home is short. As soon as I get home, I take Jet inside. When I get inside, I lay him on his dog bed and go to get him some wrap for his leg.
After I wrap his leg, I go back out to my jeep and grab my bags from the mall. I put everything in the bags away, and go to the kitchen. Deciding that I need something for lunch, I get out some chips and salsa. I sit at the island eating, watching my dog just look at the window. I sigh and finish my lunch. After cleaning up all my dishes and food, I walk over to my dog and lay beside him. I cuddle into him and gently rub his head. I quietly talk to him, about how much I love him and promise him I would never let anyone hurt him again. Seeing someone hurt my pup was something I did not need to see ever. It hurt my soul to see him in pain. Once I was done talking to my boy, I lay silently with him, looking out the window. Soon, my eyes began to close, and sleep consumed me.
My dog wakes me up once again, licking my face making me giggle slightly. "Okay Jet, I get it," I state. He stops licking and gently gets out of his bed. A smile reaches my face when I see he is already doing better. I struggle to get out of his dog bed and brush the hair off, as much as I can. I shuffle into the kitchen to check the clock and notice it's 6:43 p.m. With a glimpse into my dad's office, I notice he is there and I silently walk in to sit with him.
"Hi dad," I greet.
"Hey Em, how was your nap with the dog?" he asks. I glare playfully at him.
"It actually wasn't that bad," I say. He chuckles lightly and shakes his head.
"You always seem to amaze me," he states, which makes me smile and giggle quietly.
"I know daddy, I know," I say as I stand up, "I love you."
"Love you too, sweetheart," he says as he stands up and hugs me. He kisses my forehead as we separate and I smile back at him. I leave the room and go up to my room. When I'm in my room I look for my phone, but don't find it. I sigh when I realize I left it at the mall.
Great, now a stranger most likely has it.
With another deep sigh, I go over to my laptop. The time on my laptop says it's around seven-thirty, so I decide to go and make supper. Going downstairs, I go to the fridge to see what we have and grab the dough, pizza sauce, cheese, and pepperoni deciding to make some pizza. I roll out the dough and make it smooth. I spread out the pizza sauce with a spoon trying not to make a mess and make sure there are no big clumps of sauce. Then I spread around the cheese and to finish, I place the pepperoni in their respected spots not wanting too much. I preheat the oven and wait. Once, it's preheated I stick the pizza in and set the timer. After setting the timer, I grab an oven mitt for when it needs to come out and head to the living room.
While I wait for the timer to go off and eat my pizza I watch some tv. The timer eventually goes off and I run into the kitchen. Once I made sure it is well cooked, I pull it out of the oven and put it on the stove. After waiting several minutes for it to cool off, I cut the pizza and get two plates out. I put two slices on each and put water in a cup and grab a plate. I took the pizza and gave it to my father, with the water which I got a brief "thank you" for. I head back to the kitchen and grab my plate. With an orange soda in hand, I go to the island bar and eat. Soon enough, I finish my pizza and clean my plate putting it in the dishwasher. After cleaning up supper, I feed Jet and give him some more water. Then I go up to my room and change into a black tank top and grey sweatpants, getting ready for bed. In the bathroom, I wash off my make-up, cleansing my skin and adding a thin layer of moisturizer. Leaving my bathroom, I check my Facebook account on my laptop. After checking games and other people's status', I crawl into bed and doze off to sleep.