Changed For Who, Missy [black authors fiction txt] 📗

eyes and took a deep breath. I went to open my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I closed my mouth again and rubbed my temples. I opened my eyes, and went to speak again but I closed my eyes and shook my head at them. “I can’t even come up with words to describe you idiots!” I yelled stalking off into the kitchen. I heard someone walking in the kitchen and I turned around and saw Clay standing their giving me a sheepish smile.
“ Sorry?” he asked.
“ Sorry!” I hissed glaring at me. “ Clayton!” I growled. “ You… You and your friends… I could kill you all,” I growled.
“ it just slipped out of his hands though…”
“ who’s hands?”
“ Im not telling.”
A growl came from the back of my throat.
“ how man? Your supposed to tie that little strap thing around your wrist when you play!”
“ Well he didn’t…” Clay mumbled.
“ Of course he didn’t… all of you are too stupid enough too!” I sighed shaking my head. “ Well tomorrow im going to best buy where we bought it and thank god I took that warranty on it! Oh my! You all are going to be the death of me!” I cried throwing my hands up in the air. I felt someone wrap their arms around me from behind, and I jumped up, and turned around and saw Gabe. I scolded him, and he grinned. “ You all suck,” I grumbled tearing his arms off of me, and sitting on the counter.
“ We limit what we suck,” Joe laughed walking into the room. I rolled my eyes, and then troy came walking in, and then mark and art came lingering behind. We all stood in the kitchen, and I sat their looking at each one of them seeing who was the guilty one. My eyes met with Troy and we stared at one another, and it became a staring contest. He took a couple more steps closer to me, and stood in-between my legs, and his face was so close to mine. I felt very uncomfortable. EXTREMELY! We stared at one another, and then I felt his hand go on my thigh, and I immieaditly broke eye contact, and he took a step back laughing. “ You dirty little cheater!” I growled. He smirked.
“ There are no rules,” he shrugged. I sat their glaring at him, and I looked over at Clay who was dying from laughter. I grabbed the faucet hose next to me, and turned the water on and squirted clay. He let out a scream, and then I got the rest of the guys and they all started jumping up and down screaming like girls because the water was so cold. I was laughing so hard, and then someone picked me up and threw me over their shoulders. It was art.
“ Art put me down!” I screamed. He continued to walk, and I went to go hit him, but then I realized if I would of done that I would of hit his ass. My face went beat red, and I put my hand down and started kicking my legs. “ Put me down!” I screamed, and he did so. NO! He didn’t put me down! He freaking threw me down. I landed outside the front door, and I groaned because I fell on my ass. Art slammed the door in my face, and I sat their gawking at the door. He… oh he just locked me out of my OWN house. ITS ON! I jumped up, and saw them all through the windows laughing their asses off. I flicked them off, and walked down the stairs, and saw all their cars parked in the driveway. I looked around and my eyes locked with our garden. A evil grin came across my face, and I made way towards it…………
“ She… Guys!” Troy screamed on the top of his lungs. The six idiots came running out of the house, and I stood at the end of the driveway with my sleeves rolled up, and I patted my hands out getting the mud off. I had a huge smirk on my face, and I looked at the guys new… Wait stop… Filthy mud covered cars. They all stood their gawking at their ruined cars, and then their eyes locked with mine. I gave them a cheesy smile, and their faces went bright red. Dude even Clay looked scary. Okay maybe I went a little overboard.
“ Ah shit,” I swore taking a step back.
“ You!” Gabe hissed pointing at me.
“ Me?” I asked pointing to myself.
“ That’s it!” Clay screamed running towards me. My eyes bulged, and I turned on my heel, but I felt Clay’s arms wrap around me, and then Gabe took my legs, and they turned on the hose. My eyes widened and I watched them put the water in the garden. Oh god…
“ Come on guys…” I muttered. “ You all know you don’t want to do this!” I screamed when they threw me in the air. i landed in the garden, and mud was everywhere. A high pitched scream escaped my lips, damn! I should of opened my mouth, know I got mud in it. EWE! I went to stand, and I slipped and landed flat on my ass. All the guys where pissing themselves, and I finally just gave up on trying to stand up, and I sat their glaring at them. They ruined my awesome outfit, and my hair looked great today. “You guys suck,” I hissed sitting in the mud glaring at them. I saw clay biting his lip trying to supress a laugh, and I flicked him off, and tried standing up again, but fell face first into the mud. I groaned, and wiped it off my face and I had some in my eyes. I did the only thing I thought was left… I crawled out of the mud pit. I got on the grass, and laid on my bag taking a deep breath. A flash went over me, and I opened my eyes and saw them all taking pictures. I clenched my jaw. “ Im going to get all you back SO bad,” I said through clenched teeth.
“ You should go get ready Ty,” Troy smirked. “ You’re going to make us late.” My eyes flamed, and I jumped up, and went to go attack troy, but they all ran away, and I growl came from the back of my throat.
“ I be back!” Clay said and then he drove down the driveway. And where is he going?!? I went to open the front door, and I stopped. I can’t walk in the house like this… aw shit. I turned around and saw the guys looking at me.
“ What? “I hissed.
“ You gonna strip before you walk in the house like that?” Joe asked wiggling his eyebrows. I glared, at them and turned back around, and walked right into the house mud and all. I heard them all laughing, and I let out a evil laugh. “ Suck it!” I screamed walking up the stairs. I ran upstairs, and into my shower, and I quickly washed the mud off, and ran over to my closet with my towel wrapped around me. I grabbed a pair of black shorts, another pair of black cowboy boots, and a black checkered shirt over it. I brushed my hair, and let it fall down my back, and ran down the stairs. Clay looked up and saw me, and tried to suppress a laugh.
“ You all suck, you know that right?” I asked walking into the kitchen. Clay shrugged his shoulders, and everyone laughed. I walked over to the fridge, and grabbed an apple, and sat down on top of the counter. I went to take a bite out of my apple, but it was swiped out of my hands. I shot my head up, and saw Art with my apple with a smug look on his face.
“ That,” I said pointing to the apple. “ is mine,” I finished with pointing to myself. I reached over to go take my apple back, but he held it out of my grasp, and I leaned in more, and he took his hand and pushed against my shoulder to hold me back. A growl came from the back of my throat. “ Cut it out! You’re gonna make me hate you too!” I hissed pushing his hand away from me. He started to laugh.
“ You can never hate me,” He smirked. I narrowed my eyes at him.
“ Try me,” I hissed. He smirked, and took another huge bite out of my apple. “ Fine you can eat it… I dropped it anyway,” I shrugged jumping off the counter, and went to grab a pare, and I turned around and Art was looking at the apple. I let out a laugh, and he looked up at me. “ You’re an idiot,” I muttered walking into the front room.
“ We are leaving!” I heard Clay yell from the front door.
“ I call shot gun!” I screamed, and I bolted towards the front door, but someone grabbed me by my waist, and pulled me back. I turned my head and saw Art. “ Stop being such a menace today!” I screamed at him trying to pry his arms off of me, but he was too strong. He threw me back, and ran out the door. I started to stomp my feet on the ground, and I walked outside, and saw Art in the passenger seat, and everyone was piled into the back of the truck. I groaned, and closed the door behind me, and walked towards the back of the truck, and started to climb in. I sat down next to Mark, and Joe.
“ Fighting over shotgun?” mark laughed. I turned towards him and nodded my head, and he started laughing and I rolled my eyes. “ hmm today is going to be fun…” He muttered. This is the most that Mark has ever talked to me. He is so quiet, and keeps to himself. “ So you hang out with Evian?” He suddenly asked. I turned towards him snapping out of my thoughts.
“ Yeah I do,” I said.
“ Hm…”
“ What?” I asked raising an eyebrow.
“ that dude got no friends…” he chuckled.
“ Im his friend,” I muttered.
“ You don’t count.”
“ Wha- What?” I hissed narrowing my eyes at him.
“ No one would be willing friends with you,” He shrugged. I gawked at him, and went to go open my mouth, but then I closed it again… I opened my mouth again, and only air came out.
“ You’re an ass,” I grumbled looking away from him.
“ I am not!” He cried.
“ The first time you decide to have a real conversation with me, you insult me! That’s called an ass,” I said mimicking his cry voice. He rolled his eyes at me.
“ You two shut up!” Troy said rubbing his temples.
“ Thank god they never talk,” Joe cut in.
“ We talk,” mark said.
“ no you don’t,” everyone said at the same time. I started laughing, and I looked at Art through the mirror, and our eyes met, and he had a smug face, and I felt my face turn red, and I looked away clenching my jaw. Gr.
“ You all, please shut your mouth!” I hissed leaning against the metal of the truck, and looking up into the sky closing my eyes.
“ Someone is in a bad mood, Joe said