Idiotic hoes, and Whatnot
What she had on when danced.☝
Hey, Meh Unicorns! Hope you enjoy this chapter!
•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•
Forget your troubles, and DANCE- Bob Marley
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I step into the cafeteria, and walk straight to the lunch line, ignoring the glares from girls, and whistles from boys.
I grab a slice of cheese pizza, a pack of Salt & Vinegar, and a soda before turning around to look for a table. I see a vacant table on the side, and sit in a chair. Dropping my pizza I look up, "Do you have a problem?" I say aloud to everyone who was staring at me. They immediately stop looking, and soon there attention is turned to a group of—dare I say it, "popular kids." I turn back toward to my lunch, and continue to eat my food.
"Hey, get your ugly ass out of my seat," I turn in my seat, and am not surprised to see a group of model look- alike girls and guys. I raise a brow, and look around, " What the hell are you looking for?" The brown head asks, "I'm looking for the person you talkin to, cause I know yo Kylie Jenner ass ain't talkin to me," I say standing up, me looking down on her.
I hear snickers from the group, and many from the other tables. She turns a beer red, and growls
She looks at a brown headed kid, with a heart shaped tattoo, and growls at him "Do something, Mason," She says annoyed. "What the hell do you want me to do, the girl just roasted yo ass," he says with snicker.
"Oh my gawd, you idiot!" She yells, before stomping off, "Don't let the door hit ya where the good lawd splitcha, bîtch," I yell out to her. I laugh, and sit back down ignoring the rest of the group.
"Well, Well, Well, I see we have a little snapper over here, you guys," I look up to see the guy who asked me if I was single. "You just mad cause she dissed yo behind in class" a girl holding hands with a boy, both having white hair. I raise a brow, "if you're here to ask me to move I suggest you go sit somewhere cause I ain't moving," I say grabbing my pizza, that I had yet to finish.
"Don't worry, sweet cheeks. You can sit with us, don't worry about Rebecca, the girls got mental issues." Mr. Jock says with a shrug of his shoulders, before following his friends who were sitting down. "Oh," I say furrowing my eyebrows.
"Well, mysterious girl who rides a motorcycle, and turns me down, what's your name?" He asks with genuine curiosity, "What your name?" I ask, trying to avoid the question.
"Well, Miss. Adams, My name is Ethan, this is Noah," he says pointing to the white haired boy. "That pretty lady holding his hand is Nina," he points to a black girl with a nose ring, "that's Lisa, and last but certainly not least, that's Mason" he says pointing to the guy Rebecca called an 'idiot'.
I nod my head slowly looking at each of them closely, envying them for looking so Damn perfect, "Cool," I say, grabbing my chips , and ripping the bag opened. "Sooo...are you going to keep us in suspense the whole time" Ethan says obviously annoyed.
"Well I don't know," I say shrugging my shoulders. "I kinda like the mysterious vibe I've got going on " I say with a smile. I get up just as the bell rings, and smirk "My names Genesis, but my friends call me Gen," I say, and turn to go.
A/N: I know I already introduced her, and I just realized that so please forgive me!
3 hours later
I walk to my locker, and open it taking my book bag, and books. "Hey, Sweet cheeks," I turn around to see Ethan leaning on a locker next to me.
"Can I help you?" I say closing my locker, and walking to the entrance of the school.
"Well, as a matter of a fact you can, I want you to go to a party wi-
"No," I say interrupting him, and hopping on Tank.
"What, do you not like me! I am heartbroken," he says feigning hurt.
I giggle, and shake my head. "You are crazy," I say starting the engine.
"Okay, fine then," he says rocking his head, "but, don't come crawlin back to me honeyboo-boo chile, cause this," he gestures to his body, "is a one time offer,"
I laugh, nod "Okay, I'll keep that in mind," I ride off still laughing about what Ethan had just said.
When I pull up in my driveway, I am surprised to see my uncles car, and another car their.
I walk through the front door, and am confronted with a 5'6 foot lady, with dark curls, a light complexion, and, a suit. "Oh my goodness, this must be the famous Genesis! Oh my you look absolutely stunning hunny! Your uncle over here," she says pointing to my uncle who's, sitting in the living room couch, looking ever- so slight annoyed. "Had said that you were pretty, but he didn't say you were this gorgeous! Well, I think that I should be on my way! It was a pleasure meeting you Genesis, and Mr. Adams I hope you, and I can catch up," she winks, then waves and closes the door.
"Uhhh..." I stand there, and move to the kitchen. "Umm.. I'll start dinner," I say, and take a lasagna T.V. Dinner out, after heating it up, and placing it on a plate. I hand it to him, and turn to go to my room.
"Wait, come back here girl," I turn back around, scared.
"Yes, s-sir," I stutter. He takes my arm, pulls me to him, "You look so much like her," he strokes my hair, and tears form in his eyes, and spill. "Go, leave, I don't wanna look at 'cha," he says shoving me toward the door. I stumble to the door, and open it, smiling.
Finally, I can hurry, and get to the studio.
I get back on Tank, and head toward the place I've been longing to go to, the place that I called all around for, the place that made me feel like ME!
I pull into the parking lot, I hope off, and run to the entrance. Exhilarated, I open the door, and allow the amazing smell of wood fill my nose. I walk to the bathroom, and began to strip, putting the clothes I brought in my book bag on me.
I step out of the bathroom, and to my surprise their's no one in the studio. Grabbing my phone I put it on my playlist, and play 'Shape Of You' by Ed Sheeran . Before I know it I'm moving to the music, and everything around my disappears.
The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
Come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I'm singing like
Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me
Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead
I shake my hips to the beat, and correcting myself when I see something wrong. Before I know it the song is over, and I'm laughing. I hadn't danced in about 3 weeks, and yet I felt I had lost an organ.
Clap, Clap, Clap, I turn to see a brown skinned, hazel eyed boy, around my age, with joggers, and a lose fitted tee.
God! Omgawd Genesis SNAP OUT OF IT!
I viably look the kid up, and down, before looking him in his eyes. "Wow, I don't think I've seen such good dancing since—" he places his finger on his chin, "well never, you've got some moves new girl," I turn to put the music on pause, and turn back to him. "How do you know I'm new," I say raising an eyebrow.
He chuckles, making many butterflies, flutter in my stomach. "My dad owns the place, I'm here everyday," he says smirking. I roll my eyes, "Oh," I pick up my bag, and head for the door. "Hey, wait up! I have proposition for you, come to this club tonight," he hands me a card that reads 'Dropin&Lockin', "What do you want from me?" I ask, my hand resting on my hips. "To see you dance of course," he smiles, and licks his lips making me stare, I flicker my gaze back to his eyes, "Fine, but can I at least get a name," he smiles widely. "The names Beast," he takes my hand, and shakes it. "I'll see you their mystery girl," he turns and walks out.
I read the card, and chuckle tonight was going to be one hell of a night...
Genesis on top☝
The scars you don't see are the hardest to heal- Anon
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Genesis! Get your lazy ass up, NOW BEFORE I COME IN THERE!" I quickly jump from my bed mentally cursing my alarm for not going off, and mentally cursing myself for not setting it.
"I'm up, sir" I yell to my uncle, knowing that when I get downstairs I'll be getting a good ass whopping.
I hurry to my bathroom, and strip before stepping into the shower. I hum a lullaby, my mom used to sing me, and step out of the shower after scrubbing myself.
After handling my business, I pull my outfit out, and pull it on wincing when me shirt rubs against the arm my uncle hit with the cord last night before we left.
I decided to wear a white shirt, black leather jacket, and a pair of black jeans, with combat books to match.
( Her outfit )
I grab a pair of glasses than rush downstairs, preparing myself for the beating my uncle was going to give me.
When my feet hit the floor, I instantly feel a sharp pain on my left cheek, as a snap my head back from the blow.
I wait for more with my eyes close, when I don't feel it I slowly open them to see my uncle sitting on the dining room chair looking at me.
"If you ever, disobey me again you'll get it worse" he grunts.
But I didn't even do anything, you idiotic retard.
I wanted to scream, but knew better.
"Yea sir," I say holding my face.
I go to the kitchen, and start to cook him some eggs, and bacon.
"Here, you go" I say placing the plate on the table, and turning around to leave.
"Hold on" he says grabbing my arm and harshly pulling me to him. He smiles when I wince, and caressing my cheek.
"So innocent, so lovely" before I can react he grabs my hair, and pulls my head back, causing sharp pains on my scalp.
"What are you to do, today" he says hissing in my ear
I feel tears threatening to come, "No eye contact, keep face down, and don't answer personal questions" I say in a monotone.
"Ahh, theirs a good girl," he says letting my hair go, and back to caressing my cheek.
Bipolar much?
He pushes me away, and turn to eat his food. "Now leave, before you're late", I turn to the door, grab my book bag, and leave without saying goodbye. Eyes dark, and body rigid
•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•
7:30
I enter the parking lot, on my Burley Design aka: Tank and am not surprised to see everyone looking, at me.
I was used to the attention, but later they would forget about my motorcycle, and the so called "badass" look.
I hop off Tank, grab my book bag, and walk to the school entrance, not caring that everyone was whispering, and pointing at me.
I open the doors, and walk in bumping into a girl with glasses , "oops, sorry" I say helping her with the books she dropped.
"I-I umm.. it's okay I-I I'll do it," she says stuttering, pushing up her glasses, visibly shaking.
I look at her ignoring my uncles rules, and help her pick the books up, smiling.
"Here you go," I say handing them to her.
"T-t-thank you," she says smiling. "No problem," I turn around, and head to the office, her in my tail. I turn around, and raise a brow. She points to the front desk, and moves around me, sitting at the desk.
"Oh you work here," I say surprised. "No," she says shaking her hair. "I am the vice principals helper, looks good on my recorder" she says shrugging her shoulder.
"Oh, well vice principals helper, could you please get my schedule," she nods, and begins to tap on computer. Several minutes later she gives me a small paper, "Here you go, your first class is down the hall, take to lefts, and a right," she says giving me a small smile.
"Okay, thank you"
•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•
I knock on the door, and open it, "Umm...are you Ms.Davis?" I say pointing to the black lady staring at me. "Oh, yes I am, and you are?" She says with a arched brow.
"Oh, my name is Adams. Genesis Adam," I say imitating James Bond.
"Hahaha, okay Miss. Genesis Adams, tell us little bit about yourself ," she says leaning against her desk. "Uhh...theirs nothing really interesting about me" I say with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Are you single, and ready to mingle" I look at the boy who said it, and roll my eyes when I see a guy who looks like the definition of a "school jock". Tight jeans, white shirt, and a school jacket.
"No, but I bet you are," I say with a smirk. "Ohhh" everyone says pointing at him. He glares at me, "Aww come on," he says wiggling his brows.
"I don't want you to show me anything, except the back of your head when you walk yo ugly behind walk away from me" I say with my hands on my hips.
I walk to a empty seat in the back, and drop my stuff next to the seat. "Hahaha, well Miss. Adams I think you fit in just right in this school," My eyes widen as I realize what I just said. I turn to the jock, and am not surprised to see him glaring at me. I smile, and turn around determined to not do anything crazy today
Soooooo.....DO YA LIKE IT??? Lol! I'm just so excited that I finally did this story! Oh, and Genesis is on top! Hope you enjoy! Comment, tell me what u think, and vote! Luv y'all!❤️
