I gather myself and enter the house. My younger sister Trina is not back from school yet. I stride into my bedroom and dump my satchel on the dresser then I lie on my bed.
I grab my phone from my cabinet and check if there were any text messages or missed calls. There were none so I played music instead to relax my nerves.
I exhale heavily. I burst mom's bubble this time around!
Her words ring in my head again.
"I wanted you to be a princess! A well groomed woman but no! You've turned into a wrestler and a gangster"
I feel bad. I get out of my room and go to the hall just to see if I'll catch sight of my mom but she's no where to be found.
Perhaps she's in the kitchen. I go to the kitchen and I was right. She was cooking. I removed the headphones and placed my phone on the table.
"Mom.....can I help?" I ask calmly. I know she was super mad at me for getting suspended for the fourth time but I did it for her. I couldn't watch Kate insult her that way.
She turns and looks at me surprised . I could see she was crying.
"Am okay Nicole! You can only help me if you change your bad attitude." She spits.
My face falls.
"Look mom....I.....I ....wish I could change and am trying mom but its hard! I can't" I say with tears filling my eyes
"Nicole! I beg you dear! I want you to be the same daughter I had 17 years ago! Please!!! The good daughter! The obedient one! The careful one! Please!!! " she says and tears roll down her cheeks.
I hate to see my mom in this situation. Crying because of me!!!
I step forward and hug her. She cries into my shoulder. Tears roll down my cheeks too.
We break apart and her eyes were demanding an answer.
"I will do my best mom. To change for you"
She nods. Then she goes back to cooking and I help her bake some cupcakes. This is going to be very difficult. Being the alpha entails a lot. You need to be a rule breaker, a badass, a heartless person and a fighter. With these attributes, I can't become a goody two shoes all of a sudden! I exhale heavily.
"Mmm mmm ! What's that wonderful smell?" A voice says and I know its my sister, Trina.
"Hey Trina!" I say and she embraces me. She back from school.
"Hello Nicole" She says.
Meet Trina Anderson:
Age: Fourteen years old
Height: 6.7 ft
Eye colour: chocolate
Hair colour: light brown
Relation: Sibling.
Character: Nosy, funny, impatient sometimes and always curious
"So how was school?" She asks.
"I'd rather not talk about it Trina"
"Well then! When are you taking me out to have a tattoo? I really like the rose and the tiger on your arms" Trina gushed.
"No way Trina! You are not getting any tattoos on you body!" Mom states angrily.
"But mom-- " Trina trails off.
"I SAID NO!!! AND THAT'S FINAL"
Trina gets out of the kitchen angrily. I remain quiet.
After cooking, we ate together at the dining hall. Trina was still upset and hardly ate her cupcake. Mom couldn't care less. After dinner, she left to her room immediately. And as for my dad, he's still not back from his business trip to Europe.
I get up and Trina steps in front of me.
"Nicole, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure sis!"
"Why is mom saying I shouldn't get a tattoo when you have some?"
I sigh.
"Let's go to my room! I'll explain"
She nods and follows me to my room. We both sit down on my black covered bed.
"Look Trina! Mom is right"
"How? Because she allowed you to get some"
I shake my head.
"She wasn't aware when I got it"
Trina gasps.
"You mean you did it secretly" she asks
"Yes. But she got really angry when she saw it. I couldn't hide it anymore and I was grounded for a month"
"I'm not surprised" Trina says and I chuckle.
"But you.....you are too young to get one"
"Oh please! " Trina says rolling her eyes.
"Look Trina! You can't have one now! Its.......not good for you"
"But why?" Trina asks raising a brow.
I don't know how to explain it to her.
"Trina, I don't want mom to get angry at you! Just listen to her. Can I tell you a secret?"
She nods.
"I wish I could take these tattoos off my body"
"But why? They are nice on you" Trina says
"You wouldn't understand now but you'll understand when you are more matured"
She makes a face but smiles.
"Okay! I promise not to get one"
"That's my girl!" I say and hug her.
"Good night" she says
"Good night" I reply and she exits my room.
I take a shower and get into my pyjamas. Then I tie my hair into a messy bun and lay in my bed fiddling with my phone. A video call from Troy distracts me. One of my gang members.
Meet Troy Bennett aka The Party Connoisseur :
Age: 17 years old
Height: 7.0
Eye colour: blue
Hair colour: black
Relation: Close friend
Character: Funny and lively to be with. And most importantly, he loves to Flirt!!!
"Hey Nikki! I heard you've been suspended! Again!" He states saying the ' again' in a croaky voice and I laugh. He was the funniest in the group.
"Yes I was Troy! For a month" I reply.
"Hahaha" he laughs. His laugh was even contagious! I find myself laughing too.
"There are posters of the fight everywhere! Its gone viral! Its even on social media" Troy states.
"What? On social media?" I ask worriedly.
"Yes dear! Its on Facebook, Instagram and YouTube"
If my dad sees those videos am dead meat!
"Good job punching that bitch Nikki. She really needs to get some sense into her coconut"
"Yeah" I agree.
"So you're not coming to school tomorrow?" Troy asks
"Yes Troy! I've got a holiday for myself! But we will meet this weekend."
"I'm actually throwing a party this weekend at a club. We can all meet there"Troy suggests
" sure! I'll be there"
"Okay! See you at the party. Goodnight Alpha!" He says and the screen goes dark. He's gone.
My heart was pounding against my ribcage. The photos are on social media! Damn!
I quickly launched YouTube and there was the video at the home page. I was busy kicking Kate in the stomach.
Oh my gosh! I play the video. The fight comes into view. I was impressed with the way I attacked Kate. She looked so helpless. I laugh. I couldn't believe I just beat Kate Sanders like some Ninja!
The video ends and I download it. For future use probably. But I swear my dad is going to be so mad and all the neighbours are going to stare at me like a ghost! Like I've grown two heads but I couldn't care less!
But Trina! Oh my gosh! She's going to be disappointed in me and she's such a huge fan of Instagram! Fuck!!!
My door creaks open. Trina stands there holding her phone with her mouth 90° open.
"Trina! I can explain" I begin. I know she hates me already.
"Explain what?!" She yells and I cannot decipher if she's angry or hurt or disappointed.
"This is amazing! Its so cool!" She blurts and am surprised. I raise an eyebrow at her. She shows me the video on her phone and she was on Instagram alright!
I watch her amazed
"You're not angry or disappointed?" I ask
"About this? No way!!! You fucking beat up the Queen Bee of your school!" She yells really enthused.
"And look at those ninja skills!" She adds looking at the video dreamily.
I smile at her. I was glad she wasn't angry. She was impressed with me.
"Don't you feel pity for the Queen Bee?" I ask.
"Well, I do a bit but I hate all Queen Bees! They are very annoying and really rude. She deserves it"
"You're right about that! All Queen Bees are the same! Rude and annoying! And that one in the video is worse! I hate her"
Trina chuckles and I smile.
"I'm going to download it! And please teach some of your ninja skills too"
"Okay Trina! I will" I say.
"Thank you so much" she says and turns to leave but stops mid way and looks back.
"I'm so glad to have a cool sister like you" she says and leaves.
That touched my heart. She adores me! A smile graces my lips as I go to bed.
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I wake up and its morning already. Its a Friday morning. No school.
I check the time on my phone and its 7:37am. Am sure mom and Trina are having breakfast already.
Trina barges into my room.
"Nicole! I need you to style my hair for me" she says and sits in front of my dresser. Her brown hair is dry and tangled.
I go close to her and comb it till it became smooth. Then I applied some hair cream and gel which made the surface glossy. And then I curled her hair. It reaches her back and she smiles.
"Thanks Nicole! Won't you go to school today? Are you sick? You are still in your pyjamas"
"I got suspended Trina! Am not going to school for a month"
Her eyes grow wide shocked.
"Was it because of the fight?" She asks
"Yes Trina"
"Triiinaaa!!!! Hurry up!!!! You are running late!" Mom calls from downstairs.
"Coming mooom!!!" Trina hollers back.
"So what are you going to do today?" Trina asks
"I am going to the salon to get a new hairstyle and I will go shopping at the mall"
"Cool! See you after school! Bye!" Trina says and leaves.
I walk to the bathroom and take a long shower. Then I brush my teeth. I walk into the closet and get into a pair of crazy jeans and a white kimono sleeved blouse. Then I wore a pair of white sneakers and did some light makeup. Then I tied my hair in a ponytail and wore my earrings. Last of all was my dark shades. I put them on and I smile. Looking good as always. The dark shades always completes my bad girl look.
I grabbed my purse and got out of the house. Mom and Trina had already left. I called Aaron.
"Hey Nikki! What's up?" He says in his cheerful bass voice.
"Where are you?" I ask
"On my way to school. Haven't passed by your house yet" he says
"Then pick me up and drop me at the salon yeah?"
"Sure. I'll be there in a sec" he says and hangs up.
After five minutes, Aaron's Toyota Land cruiser 2014 appears. I hop into the passenger seat.
"Someone looks gorgeous this morning" he says.
I roll my eyes but blush at his compliment.
"Aren't you late for school? Its 8:00am" I queried.
He shrugs
"Don't care! I just want to get detention! Its a routine"
I chuckle. He drives down the road.
"So where are you going to all dolled up?"he asks
" To the salon then to the mall"I reply.
He chuckles and I could see amusement brimmed in his green irises.
"What's funny?" I ask and he stops laughing.
He drops me off at my favourite salon.
"See you at the party Nikki" he says and leaves.
I enter the salon.
"Nicole! Its been a long time" my hairstylist says and I smile. She was right. Its been long.
"I came to braid" I say
"Well then! Sit and lemme start working".
I sit in the comfy chair near the sink and she washes my hair. Then she dries it and combs it.
" your hair has grown so long Nikki! Its waist length now"she compliments.
"I know right" I say proudly.
She combs it and applies some creams and gels. Then she begins to braid. After thirty minutes, she was done and I looked breathtakingly gorgeous in the mirror. I gave her the amount she charged then I took a cab to the mall.