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Well isn't this just a swell day. The sky is blue, the birds are chirping, and the smell of grilled salmon is filling the air. Momma must be making my favorite breakfast dish on this special day. My sweet sixteen.
“Oh sweet-pea, breakfast is ready.” Momma insisted
“Five minutes Momma."
I manage to wiggle out from the pile of blankets that were on top of me last night. Momma always makes sure that I don't get cold during the night. Sometimes she dabs a little bit of eucalyptus oil on my pillow, the smell always made me sleepy. I got up from the floor and walked to my closet. To bad I have to wear this lame uniform to school, I have all sorts of cute outfits and accessories to choose from. Thanks to Grandmother Whitney's wallet. But she knows that I don't wear this stuff just for me, but for someone else too.
I wasted no time getting dressed and looking my best. Although I took a pause from my daily routine to admire my beautiful Inmon on my lower tummy, it's also know as a lewd crest. I took the opportunity to ask my dearest ally Lexi to tattoo it. She wasn't really a tattoo artist (due to being in a gang). But she took classes to get a tattoo license, due to having so much free time being a high school dropout. I know for sure that Mother and Grandmother Whitney will cane me to death if they found out. Although Momma is more calm than the two businesswomen, but she'll still be pissed off with me. But that doesn't matter, because no one will see it but my Universe. (When the time comes)
“Good morning everyone.” I beamed with joy
“Ah Spinel, you sure are happy going to school.” Mother said
“Actually Karen, todays a special day for Spinel.” Momma said
Mother looked at me with uncertainty, had she forgot that it was my birthday? Can't say I blame her, she's so busy with helping the local residents file lawsuits against the neighborhood watch. Because a bunch of domestic cats have been, disappearing. I wonder who's responsible?
“Karen!”
“Oh, right. Thanks for the reminder Bella. Today's the day our little girl talks to this, Steven.” Mother fretted not knowing Momma is about to burst with rage.
Before Mother could slap some sense into her oblivious partner, out of the blue Grandmother Whitney entered. Wearing a big smile on her face and a birthday cake in her hands.
“Happy birthday daring, my precious starlight is another year older.” Grandmother Whitney expressed while darting her eyes at her forgetful daughter.
“Ye, yes. Ha-happy birthday Spinel. ”
“Indeed Karen, our daughter is 16 years old. But you already knew that, didn't you?”
“I love you all so much, you guys are awesome.” I said trying to avoid another argument.
“Your welcome daring, we all chipped in and got you a beautiful present.” Grandmother Whitney grinned with pride
“However Spinel, you'll get to open your presents after school. I must go to the office at once, Pearl can't hold down the fort for to long.” Mother said, rushing out the door.
“Now Spinel, you can only have one slice of cake this morning. I know it's your birthday but we can't have another sugar-crash like last years Halloween.”
“Of course Momma, can I take the cake to school? I want to give some to my friends.”
“Sure sweetheart, just make sure you come back with the plastic container after.” Momma added
Now when I said friends, I meant Steven. Only Steven. But I should have some left over for my, feline friends.
After a delicious birthday breakfast, I wave to my adopted family and walked to school. I could just take the bus like everyone else, but walking gives me time to check my surroundings and use the environment to my advantage. Ocean Town Street isn't the best place to cause delinquency, due to the lack of shelter. But it does have two advantages. It's the same street Steven lives on, and the nearest saw mill is only 10 minutes away. (You never know when you need access to a wood chipper).
I arrived to school 10 minutes early, but before I could walk onto school grounds, I was stopped by two Black Hawk Clan thugs. Ryan and Bryan.
“Well look who it is, runner-tits got herself some ice.” Ryan said, thrusting his hips.
Last month, Grandmother Whitney and I went jewelry shopping. I was never really into jewels because something like a diamond ring can blow your cover when the light hits the gem. Like a glass scope on a rifle. But she said and I quote “Jewelry has the power to be this one little that can make you feel unique.” Saying that a woman named Jeanie what'shername said those words of wisdom. So I picked out a sterling silver wheat link necklace, with a pink spinel cut into a shape of a heart inside the pendant. Today's the first time I'm wearing this necklace, I hope senpai notices.
“Chill out scrap, Just because we gang-bangers doesn't mean we can't show some class.” Bryan said trying not to cause any trouble
“Get the fuck outta here with that talk son.
“Just because your Daddy got you a new whip and I have this shitty hooptie. Doesn't mean you can ride my ass.” Ryan hissed while pointing at his rusted 2004 Ford Mustang
“Please tell me where not talking about your car again. How did your shitty rust bucket of a car, get into a conversation about treating girls with respect, or anyone with respect for crying out loud.”
“Ohhh give me a fucking break, I'm tired of your constant bi-”
“Hey Tweedledick and tweedleballs, piss off before I tell Jasper that you're screwing around.” Shouted a familiar voice
“Chill our Lex, we out.” Ryan shrieked while running to his crappy cigarette stained car
Appearing right in front of me is the female version of the slick Fonzie, Lexi Joel. A bad ass bitch who got rid of her pill popping parents, living with the stubborn attorney Pearl Harpor, and once thrown raw pork chops at rookie cops. This gal is the definition of a great partner in crime.
“Sup Spins, sorry those A-holes were bothering you.”
“aww, thank you for rescuing wittle old meh.”
“Somethings never change about you. Anyway, let me know when those pricks call you runner-tits again.”
I'm very capable of defending myself, those hoodlums weren't worth it. Usually, if I'm dealing with meanie’s I have a special punishment for them. But today, there are more important things to do.
“Of course bestie, I have your back too.” I said while holding onto Lexi like a baby koala
“Anyway, how's the tattoo, It's not infected is it?” Lexi worried that she messed up someone's tattoo, again.
“No-no, it's perfect Lex. You did an amazing job.”
“Alright crazy, it's time to get that butt to class. You don't want to go down the same road I went down.” Lexi worried
“Okie-Doki macaroni. Also it's not too late to try again. You don't have to be in that stupid gang forever.” I added, worried about Lexi’s future.
“Ya, maybe it isn't.”
Time flies by when you're in a classroom, it's now Lunchtime. The time to give senpai his cake. I walked all around the school, trying to find Him. Until I ran into the brainy-baby herself, Perri.
“Ouch, watch it you clo-, oh, hello Spinel. What are you doing?”
Perri Fitzgerald, one of the smartest students in HS second year. Her mother is the down to Earth Brooklyn, a lumberjack at the local sawmill (the same sawmill I mentioned). Also found out Pearl and Brooklyn are a thing. Perri's getting along with Pearl, but sometimes the two attack each other like feral cats. One time, Perri built these sphere shaped robots that shoot blanks. She uses the robots when the Black Hawk Clan is near her house, she calls them Perri-bots. She's a smart cookie that I'm proud calling my friend.
“Nothing much, just trying to find Steven. By the way have you seen him?”
“Well Spinel, last time I saw Steven at the swing set. If he's still there.”
“Thanks Perri, I gotta go now.”
“Wait! Spinel.”
“Ya”
“Before you go. Next time you see Lexi, could you please give her this letter from me.”
I walk up to her, knowing exactly what to say.
“No”
Perri started to frown, tears were building up.
“No. Because I don't love her, you do. If I was going to give Lexi the letter she would have the wrong idea. Instead, tomorrow after school, you'll give the letter to her yourself. I'll be right beside you, no matter what.” I smiled
And at that was the moment I realized, I broke Perri.
“(Sobbing).....Spin....Spinel(sobbing). You're the greatest friend I ever had(sobbing). ”
“Yeah, yeah. Don't mention it.” I spilled
Before I could walk off, I felt someone hug me from behind.
“Thank you(sobbing). Thank you(sobbing).” Perri praised trying not to break her glasses while hugging me.
Why is she giving me this affection, she has no real reason too? It's not like I saved her life or helped her survive prison. This sort of platonic affection, or even romantic affection is something I'm not use to. Not even my own family is that lovey-dovey towards me. Even someone as serious and hotheaded as Perri is hugging and staining my clothes with her tears. I haven't had this feeling of warmth since-...........No,no today I'm not going to thing about it. Get that memory out of your stupid fucking head. I don't need it, not today. Just. stop. taunting me-
“Spinel”
The sound of my name brought me back to reality. Let's try to say in reality.
“Lunch is going to be over in 8 minutes, you should go to the swing set now. Also, thank you for being my friend.” Peridot concluded before taking off.
With only 5 minutes to spare, I find Senpai sitting on one of the swings, alone. It surprises me everyday that some typical whore didn't use their jugs to brainwash this gullible hunk. Can't say I blame them, he's perfect. His cruelly soft hair, his smooth dominate voice, and his toned body is like a replica of the statue David. He's funny, kind and big-hearted. Also he's popular and is president of the school council. What kind of girl wouldn't want someone like him. Best of all, he's oblivious, and a boy who's oblivious is easier to beat around the bush with.
My heart couldn't stop pounding, it felt like it was going to explode. My tummy feels funny and my head hurts. Is this anxiety, or love?
I gather all of my courage to give Steven the cake, hopefully even, talk to him. All alone.
“H,h,h-hey Steven. How's-the-swing.”
A fuck me, that was horrible. Please don't leave me, please notice the necklace, please love me-
“It's, Spinel right. Didn't I give you a cookie last year. Oh man, it felt like it was just yesterday. Anyway what's up?”
Going well so far, don't fuck up.
“I've pretty swell lately, it's my birthday today. So I'm giving you some leftover cake. In return for giving that cookie to me.” I answered, still trying to get my shit together.
“That's amazing Spinel, Happy Birthday. I remembered when I was little, I wore a crown and cape for my birthday. I was like a king or something.” My universe beamed
I grabbed a piece of cake and hand it to Steven, when he reach his hand out to grab the cake. Our hands touched. Why is his hands so soft and silky, it's like a baby bun-bun after rolling around in the snow? I wonder what kind of hand creams he uses, being the most popular boy in school. Should I get him cream or something next time, and a Basket. Should I put the lotion in the-(wait what am I say, I sound like Buffalo Bill. I maybe psycho but not that psycho). But this beautiful feeling of heavenly bliss, didn't last to long.
“Hey Stevi, what's up.” An unknown girl blurted out and rush towards Steven giving him a hug.
What, did she just call him? Stevi!
“Connie, it's so good to see you.”
This Connie, is a little touchy towards Steven, to touchy.
“Oh. How rude of me. Connie, meet Spinel. Spinel meet Connie. Today is Spinels birthday and she gave me some cake.” Steven enthusiastically addressed the elephant in the room. I'm the poor wittle elephant.
“It's so good to finally meet you spinel, welcome to Cherry Tree Charter.”
That stupid bimbo doesn't even know I was here since elementary.
The heavy pounding of sheer rage in my head refuses me to speak. So I did one of my classic cutie-pie half-ass smiles, just to acknowledge the vixen.
“Hey Steven, can I have some of that cake.”
“Sure, here's a piece.” Steven said forgetting I was still here.
Before Connie can take the first bite, my rage has taken over.
“NO!”
Out of instinct, I slapped the cake out of Connie's hand. Accidental hitting her in the face, causing her to bite her lip.
Once the whore hit the ground, my sense of reality came back. I stood still while glaring at the helpless girl, blood gushing out of her lip. Steven knelled down to her aid, like a life-guard reviving a drowned victim. Would he had done the same for me, if I was in Connie's shoes?
Not knowing what to do next I fled the scene, leaving school early.
Once I left school, I took the bus back home. I couldn't bother walking. I shouldn't have snapped like that, especially in front of Stevi. But why did Steven give her the cake? Is that what couples are doing, giving gifts to different girls that they got from their sweethearts? I made a terrible first impression, and it's all because of that cow-worshiping Indian whore. If she had just left us alone, Steven and I would had our first conversation. Now it will never happen because of her. I have myself to blame. For all first year I recorded all possible love interest and created a plan to get rid of the competition. Connie was even on my so-called hit-list. But I thought she was just some mediocre shut. But I was wrong, she's more than that to Steven. I never knew one rival would cause me so much anger. The thought of her touching him makes me sick to my stomach. The was she playfully interacts with him makes me realize something. Connie is more than just some friend to Steven. And my hatred for her fills my motivation to carry out my unspeakable tasks.
Once I was dropped off I waited 10 minutes before going inside, just so they don't think I flunked school for half the day.
Ten minutes had past, put on my happy mask and walk inside.
When I went inside, I saw my three caregivers standing in front of me holding a small purple box.
“Welcome home Starlight, how was your day at school?”
Well beside getting called runner-tits by a couple of thugs, Steven not noticing the necklace, a little cum-dump ruined Steven and I's moment of heavenly bliss, and I flipped out because he gave some cake to my most hated foe. Besides that, it was great.
“It was wonderful Grandmother Whitney, this was the best birthday ever.”
“We're all so glad to here that sweet-pea, now please open your gift.” Momma advised
I took the box from them and opened the top.
“Now spinel, it was your Grandmothers idea. We believe you are old enough to have such a tool. As long as you use it responsibly.” Mother said
Inside the box, was a beautiful custom Italian stiletto, with a purple jade handle and an upside-down heart symbol on the butt of the handle. I thought they were just going to give me more hair ties or another handbag. But this, this is something I really wanted. I very soon it will be put to use.
“Thank you guys so much, I wuv you, I wuv you guys very much.”
After a gourmet dinner by Momma I said goodnight to everyone, now getting ready for bed. After I finished up in the bathroom, I was visited by Grandmother Whitney.
“Hello daring, I'm sorry that today didn't go so well.”
“What do you mean Gran-”
“Don't be coy Spinel, I know a heartbroken girl when I see one. Also you have a little bit of mascara running down your eye.” Grandmother Whitney said pointing at my left eye
I tried to wipe the makeup, but it just smudged instead. Tears in my eyes were starting to build.
“Please don't cry little one, sometimes second impressions work out better than the first. Because you learn from your mistakes.”
“(Sniffles) you really think so?”
“ I know so daring, now gets some rest. Tomorrow is a new day. ” She said before planting a kiss on my cheek
“Goodnight sweetie, the boat is now leaving lala-bye bay.” Grandmother Whitney concluded before leaving the room.
She's right, tomorrow is a new day. Steven probably forgot about what happened, although I have to be more cautious of Connie now.
Good thing I only have 6 rivals to eliminate
1. Ruby
2.Sophie
3. Phoebe
4. Amy
5. Natalie
Connie is going to be a challenge, but I love challenges. She is going to be my ultimate masterpiece after I'm done with the others.
For what she has done she will pay for it all, I will make her life a living nightmare. The best part is that Steven is dense as fuck. I can use that to my advantage for torment that vixen slut. So until then, there's only going to be one thought going through my head.
Kill Connie
KILL CONNIE
kILL coNNIE
kIll cOnNiE
EINNOC LLIK
Gut her. Gut her like the cow she is!
TO BE CONTINUED