Just My Luck, Elena A. Vedenova [good beach reads txt] 📗

1 year ago I was sitting in my room at my little desk, doing math homework. I already finished the 3-page-long English essay, Geography, and Spanish. My name is Alyssandra Smirnoff. Yeah not a last name I’m proud of but it'll do. I have a twin sister named Alina and an older brother named Vladimir. Vlad for short. My brother lives with his 12 best friends in a humongous house that our dad pays for. They are all on the football team, and they all share the same interests- football and women- so it’s easy for them to get along. My sister on the other hand is totally out to get me! She's tall, 5'10! Slender and popular. She has black, straight hair that she likes to wear short. She is also very into gymnastics! All the guys at our school follow her like lost puppies. She has blue catlike eyes that don’t miss a thing. She is the one mom and dad are most proud of.*sigh*
As for me, well I love to read and do whatever I can to get good grades. The textbooks are like my Bible! I don’t pay attention to how many calories I eat daily, unlike Alina who keeps track of every calorie to make sure that she doesn't lose her almost perfect hour-glass figure. I have light brown hair and super bright emerald green eyes. I'm only 5'4. Did I mention, I wore glasses? Both of my parents and siblings are tall and dark. Except for me. Vlad has black hair like Alina and eyes so dark that they're almost black. He's 19 and Alina and I are 18.
"Hey what are you doin' nerd?" Alina said, snatching my homework away. Before I could catch it she ripped it in half.
"What the heck Alina?!" I yelled at her, taking my ripped math homework back.
"Whoa! What’s with you? All you do is read and do homework. Sooo boring," she said plopping down on my bed.
"Well unlike you, I actually care about my grades and getting into a good collage," I smirked.
"Collage-shmollage! Come to a party with me tonight"
"Eh. I don’t want to go to some rat hole where all loser do is drink and make out on the floor," I told her.
Alina glared at me through her fake eyelashes. She is so fake sometimes, it’s scary!
"Well, suite yourself," she said and sashayed out of the room leaving the door wide open behind her.
"Alinaaaaa! Close the door after yourself!" I yelled.
"Your closer!" she yelled back.
I stood up and was about to slam my door shut when all of a sudden I heard my mom shriek with happiness. Yeah my mom is weird like that. I walked downstairs to see what was up, and saw my mom hugging my dad and jumping up and down. He was talking on the phone and laughing, hugging my mom with his free hand.
"What’s going on?" I asked after Dad hung up.
"Oh sweetie, you're not going to believe the most wonderful news!!" Mom said while grabbing my hands and twirling me around in a circle.
"Mama, I'm getting dizzy!" I complained.
"Lera, let go of our daughter before she pukes all over your new carpet," my dad said while laughing and catching me when my mom let go too soon and I started falling.
"Ivan, I’m just so excited!! Mexico!! Can you believe it?!" mom exclaimed while clasping her hands to her chest.
"What about Mexico?" Alina asked, coming down the stairs.
I knew that that’s the place Mom and Dad went to for their honeymoon. Maybe they wanted to re-visit the place and got a good deal on tickets..? I thought to myself.
"Your father just got a major contract deal for his business and we all get to move to Mexico!!" Mom practically screamed.
"MEXICO?!?!?!" Alina and I screamed at the same time.
"YES!!" Mom screamed, oblivious to our horrified expressions. "Oh babies!! We are moving in a week!!"
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?" I yelled! I could feel Alina Getting lightheaded next to me, so I grabbed her hand to keep her steady. She looked at me gratefully.
So as it turned out, our parents moved from Miami to Mexico. Alina and I protested so much, so our parents rented us an apartment that we had to share. Soon enough I got a boyfriend, whom Alina stole. Same happened with the second and the third. I finally got over guys (and Alina) and moved out.

I stepped up to the big mansion that was my brother’s house. I guess I could have gone to live with my evil twin sister, but I trust my brother way more. While I was living in Washington, I stopped going to school and got mixed up with a lot of "hooligans" as my grandma put it. I got my nose and my bellybutton pierced, and was thinking about getting my lip done too. I finally got contacts and stopped wearing those ugly glasses!
I also dyed my hair bleach-blonde and dyed my bottom layer a dark brown color. I got rid of all of my goody-goody clothes and bought all miniskirts, shorts, some jeans, fishnets, tight shirts and really short dresses. I didn’t look like a skank, but not like I used to look either. I looked sexy, exactly the look I was going for! I also lost a huge amount of weight after I pretty much stopped eating after watching my parents move away, catching my boyfriends cheating with my sister, and watching my grandma slowly die.
Right as I raised my hand to the door knob, a bunch of guys flooded out the door. Amongst them, I saw Vlad.
I took one last drag of my cigarette and ran to him throwing my arms around him.
"Hey Ali! Long time, no see!" Vlad said giving me a huge bear hug!
"Your squeezing the life outa me Vlad! Get off before I die!" I said, playful punching him in the shoulder.
"How's my baby sister been?" he said annoyingly squeezing my cheeks like I was 2 years old.
I brushed his hand away and rolled my eyes at him. I, then, realized that all of the guys that lived with Vlad were outside, just staring at me.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer!" I snapped them out of their trance. I was also surprised to see some of the guys pulling out their camera phone.
"Put those away guys! This is my little baby sister your staring at!" Vlad yelled.
“Baby sister, my ass!” I said as I started going to my car to get my suitcases. Only to realize that they guys already took them and were dragging them inside.
Once inside the house, I took a small private tour around. As I passed the bathrooms, I saw little pieces of neon tape stuck to the doors with the word “bathroom” written on them in black Sharpie. Leave it to Vlad to make sure that I don’t get lost in one of the guys’ rooms. I smiled and started walking away when I accidentally ran into a very hard, very muscular chest. I looked up to see one of the guys standing in front of me.
“Sorry about that,” I said looking away awkwardly.
“S’all good,” was all he said before walking away.
I am living with the weirdest people. I thought to myself as I stepped into my room. All of my suitcases were neatly stacked in a corner. The bed queen-sized bed had practically nothing on it, other than 2 queen-sized pillows and some white sheets. I sighed. Apparently I needed to go shopping for a comforter set tonight that is if I wanted a normal, warm night. With all that’s been happening this past year, all I needed was a hot bath and a warm night of dreamless sleep to get me back to normal. Well not back to normal exactly. I didn’t know what normal was anymore. My older version of “normal” used to be: sitting at my desk and doing homework. After my parents moved, my “normal” started being: getting stoned and drunk with my friends, but that was back in Washington. Now that I was back in Miami I didn’t know what to do. I mentally shook myself. I am Alyssandra Smirnoff; I didn’t get upset just because I didn’t know what to do with my life. I’d start school next month and maybe try out for some sport. I was in really good shape. Running from the cops practically every week does that to you. I laughed inside my head. Those were some good times. I wondered if any of the guys here ever got drunk. Then again, remembering the hungry look in their eyes as they all stared at me this morning was unnerving. I knew right away that I wasn’t going to drink with those guys around considering I was uncontrollable when I was wasted. So I didn't trust those guys. Not one bit.
Eventually, I got Vlad to let me go to the store so I could get a comforter set, but I couldn’t go alone. Instead of having the time to myself to think while I shopped, I had 13 19+ year- olds running around the stores with me.
Vlad was super protective and I loved him for that, but this was too much! Everyone tried giving me their opinions, well everyone except for the guy that I ran into by the bathroom. He just stayed quietly away, and I internally thanked him for that.
Finally, after 3 hours of going from store to store, I found an alright looking comforter set. It was queen sized so it would fit my bed perfectly, the color was black and white, and the design was random patches of zebra print. When we got home, I finally got to put my stuff away before dinner. Vlad told me that there was a schedule of who cooks dinner, and when. I was cooking tomorrow. Geez, I really needed to talk to Vlad about what these guys liked to eat.
“Ugh!” I said to no one in particular. I was getting really stressed here! So after putting my stuff away, I sneaked out the back door and started walking away from the house, cigarette pack in hand.
I walked about 50-60 feet when I found a little alley, certain that no one was inside and that it was out of the view of the house, I sat down and lit my cig. I was halfway through it when I started to feel the muscles in my neck and back relaxing, only to tense up again when I heard my phone ring.
“WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?” Vlad practically screamed through the phone, so loud that I had to lower my arm and put