"Great new school, new friends, new house, but same all around drama. Just what I needed for my senior year of high school; thanks mom just what I wanted!!!" You might think that I am a bitch to my parents but in reality that is just how I express my feelings with sarcastic remarks, and my mom gets it because I got my sarcasic attitude from my mother. While my father wasn't even in the picture, thats how mom and I liked it. Anyway my name is Iris Smith I am 17 years old in my senior year of high school. My mom Lillian and I are practically carbon copies of each other, same blue eyes, same pouty lips, same attitude the only thing that is different between us is I have natural black hair with reds highlights and she has sandy blonde hair meaning i inherited my fathers hair color.
As we stumbled into our new home, in our new town we was quite for the most part. My mom was my best friend in some ways others not so much. I was on my way upstairs in our two story home when my mom screamed upstairs at me, "Just pick any bedroom Iris, its just us so it doesn't matter who gets which room."
After picking my bedroom with a connected bathroom and walk-in closet in the bathroom I went to retrieve the rest of my boxes, my puppy and bags from my car I got last year when I got my license. My car is one of my precious items that I found for a steal of a price, it is a two door mustang convertible black in color with red seats that I restored on my own.
Another precious gift of mine is a husky puppy that I found in a ditch on the side of the road. Ginger was malnourished when I brought her home and after alot of coaxing from my mom I was able to keep her with the condition that I would pay for all of her necessary expenses and take care of her, after a week of having her at home my mom and I both became extremely attached to her like she did with us.
After taking everything up to my room and letting Ginger into the fenced in back yard so she would get used to her new home as well I went to unpack everything in my room. Not even 20 minutes in I'm tackled to my bedroom floor courtesy of my blue eyed puppy.
That night after many hours of unpacking I was tired, glad mom ordered pizza I went to eat. However as soon as I rounded the kitchen door I was shocked to say the least, in front of me was a man about two years older then me standing before me with green eyes and dark brown hair which was swept in front of his eyes. He had a black tshirt a pair of blue jeans and alot of muscle but without being to buff.
I turned to look at my mom and noticed she had a gleam in her eyes and a small smirk on her lips. "Iris meet our neighbors son Xavier, Xavier meet my daughter Iris. He came over to introduce himself and his five year old sister Sarah."
I really didn't want to meet any new people so I bit the bullet and said hello and grabbed some food; as I was eating a little girl with green eyes and blonde hair came from the bathroom off the side of the kitchen.
After eating I was asked to show Xavier upstairs so he could put mine and moms furniture together due to the fact neither of us knew how to build furniture. I showed him to my moms room and watched until I got bored then I went to shower and change for bed. After a long shower I came out to see my bed together as well as the rest of my furniture. As I was making my bed I felt a strong sense in my room other then me. I had just put the last pillow on the bed when I looked in my mirror on my vanity on the left wall of my room. My eyes met with Xavier's: a pair of green orbs that looked as green as a forest but with a tint of grey. I was stuck in his eyes that looked as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders and a dark secret to tell.
As I was staring at his eyes, his eyes was moving along my frame in the mirror. His jaw was ticking like a time bomb and when he recovered his sense of vision he inhaled my scent of vanilla which was now protruding the large space, I gulped and afterwards told him thank you but of course sending him a flirty wink, in which he replied with a nod not even two minutes later he stormed out of my room with the big furniture boxes in hand with a slam to my bedroom door. The noise waking up Ginger who in response growled at the door in irritation see there is one thing that Ginger, my mom and I hate the most and that is being woken up from our slumber if its not needed. I looked at the time only to notice it was 9:45 pm meaning time for me to go to bed for school tomorrow. After some time moving and nudging Ginger over a bit I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning at 6 to get ready for school. As i was deciding on my outfit I noticed by the thermostat on my bay window that it was going to be chilly today, so I decided on a maroon tank top, a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a black leather jacket and a pair of leather boots with some red lipstick: after running the hairbrush through my hair for 10 minutes I ran downstairs for breakfast which consisted of an egg sandwich and a small jug of apple juice.
I ate as I was driving myself to school after 20 minutes of leaving home I pulled into an empty parking spot and got out. As I was walking up the front steps of the school I noticed everyone was watching me like I was some weirdo, ignoring the staring from the male population and hateful glaring from the female population I just kept walking to the front office.
