[LunarDysis]
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 25, 2009
A soft sigh escaped the young girls lips and her eyes rolled, "Yeah.. whatever." She mumbled, her mothers hands resting on her hips with a stern look upon her face. "You will listen to me young, lady. Yes, you are almost old enough to make your own decisions. But you are not there yet, you live under our roof and you follow our rules." She growled and the girl looked at her and she couldn't help but laugh. "Oh.. of course.. mother. I'll do everything you say.." She said with a mock tone and sighed, turning on her heel. She walked up the stairs and to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her and she growled. She was so sick of her mother and step-fathers attitude towards her. Saying she had to do this and that, she could be out late she could be with her friends.
She didn't have a life, with them around. She looked at herself in the mirror and rested her hands on her hips. She was young at 17, almost 18. She stood tall at 5'8'', her hair a dark chocolate brown which hung down to her shoulder blades. Her eyes a deep ocean blue which could cause anyone to stare and fall into them. Her skin smoothly tanned, her stomach flat and toned. Her bust a good 40 C. She wore a white t-shirt that hugged her body, a V line just around her breasts showing her cleavage. Her bra a push up bra, creating more of her breasts to show. Her pants were hip huggers, showing her thin hips and the small tattoo she had upon her lower back. Black high heels graced her feet and she ran her fingers through her hair.
She didn't need this crap. She turned and grabbed her purse, Aisln was her name. Sure.. she knew she was stuck up.. prissy and a bitch. But that was what she was good at and she stepped out of her room. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" Her mother asked and Aislyn sighed, "Out.." She muttered and stepped out, slamming the door behind her as she left to her car. The only way she could be stopped was if one of them came out and physically forced her to.
She didn't have a life, with them around. She looked at herself in the mirror and rested her hands on her hips. She was young at 17, almost 18. She stood tall at 5'8'', her hair a dark chocolate brown which hung down to her shoulder blades. Her eyes a deep ocean blue which could cause anyone to stare and fall into them. Her skin smoothly tanned, her stomach flat and toned. Her bust a good 40 C. She wore a white t-shirt that hugged her body, a V line just around her breasts showing her cleavage. Her bra a push up bra, creating more of her breasts to show. Her pants were hip huggers, showing her thin hips and the small tattoo she had upon her lower back. Black high heels graced her feet and she ran her fingers through her hair.
She didn't need this crap. She turned and grabbed her purse, Aisln was her name. Sure.. she knew she was stuck up.. prissy and a bitch. But that was what she was good at and she stepped out of her room. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" Her mother asked and Aislyn sighed, "Out.." She muttered and stepped out, slamming the door behind her as she left to her car. The only way she could be stopped was if one of them came out and physically forced her to.