Everyone in the story is 18 or older. There is no sex in this chapter.. Please enjoy!
I could tell this day would be bad. I woke up 40 minutes late. Fuck. I shouldn't have studied so late last night. "Come on Tal, you have to get up and get ready for school. Today's gonna be a long day." I said out loud. I walked into the bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror. Great, I looked horrible and only had 15 minutes to get ready. Did I get taller? I'm about 5'4 and 121 pounds. I turned to the side and smirked. I might be skinny but I have enough curves to make every girl at my school jealous. I have a perky 36 C cup, a small waist and a fat ass. I have long brown curly hair, thanks to my mixed roots, gray eyes and deep dimples. My skin tone can only be described as light brown. I was a knock out according to all my friends. Even my own step dad referred to me as a "babe". Yea right, all my former boyfriends either dumped me or cheated on me. Shaking my head I got naked and jumped into the shower. I got out, brushed my teeth, and threw my hair into a high bun and got dressed. I had just enough time to grab get some juice before I had to go.
"Good morning beautiful how was your sleep?" said my dad.
He had a strict Asian voice I'd grown to love. "Hi daddy I slept alright, it's really cold in my room at night" I replied kissing him on the cheek. I'm a daddy's girls all the way.
"I'll take a look at it princess" he said before leaving.
My dad was a tall strict man from Japan. He had slits for eyes and a tone so harsh it would make you cry. Whereas my mother brought his hard side out, I was his soft spot. I was his only daughter of 5 kids. My older brothers proving to be just as successful as my parents knew they would. At least that's what my parents seen. I knew the real truth about those guys. I loved my dad. He never yelled at me. He never punished me. I was his perfect princess. He would always tell me my mom was jealous of our relationship. My mother was... cold. A cruel woman who would do whatever she had to. No matter the costs.
"Natty why didn't you blow dry your hair? It looks awful in that bun. Please let me take you to get it cut into a style. And your clothes, darling you look homeless. That is not how a woman dresses. You have such a nice body and you chose to put jeans on to show it off. I'll never understand you. You choose to dress the part of a boy when you aren't that unattractive." said my mother in that deep Mexican voice I usually ignored.
"Mother my name is Natalia. I hate being called Natty. My hair is fine and I'm 18, I don't want to wear business suits every day. AND I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A MAN!!" I shouted.
We had the same argument every day whether in person or over the phone. She wanted to make me into a little mini version of her. I shuddered at the thought. Just change the subject Tal don't let it get to you. "Why are you here mom? I thought you'd be at your condo in the city getting ready for her you vacation with Victor in Brazil." I said as I took in her appearance. I got a lot of my looks from her. She was Mexican and Black with long brown hair. She had big dark gray eyes and full pink lips. Only thing she didn't have was dimples but she did have high cheek bones and smooth skin that had no flaws. She was a money hungry woman so it wasn't a shock when she left my dad for a rich white man from the city. We kind of expected it. I'll never understand why my father married her. She was so evil. She disrespected him every chance she got. She even took all his money leaving him broke and yet he still cared for her. I had had enough of her lecturing.
"Are you even listening to me Natty? I swear sometimes you get lost in that uncombed head of yours." She shouted.
"Bye mom I have to go" I said. Then I turned on my foot and sped out the house just in time to avoid a lecture.
