Page 69 of Tinsel & Chrome

I’m ready to cause hell.

I pull on my shorts and top, and then slide into my flip-flops. I toss my damp hair over my shoulder and lean across my bed. I grab my cell phone, running my fingers over the screen to check my messages.

Heather ~ Bitches, let’s go out.

Emberly ~ I’m in.

Marie ~ Hell yes.

Amber ~ Let's hit that biker's bar.

Janet ~ Oh yeah, I’m in.

I chew my lower lip, thinking about how fucking mad Dad will get. Yes, I Love to stir up the shit especially if Dad gets pissed.

Heather ~ Bitches, meet up at eight.

Marie ~ Yes.

Janet ~ Okay.

Emberly ~ See you.

Amber ~ Be there.

Oh yeah, this is going to be fun. I can’t wait to mess with those bikers. I walk out of my room and down the hall.

“Mom, I’m bored,” I say, walking into the kitchen.

I grab the banana, peel it, and take a bite, looking at her.

“Ember, you won’t be bored if you help me with dinner. Grab the veggies in that bowl, and prep them for me,” Mom says, pointing the spoon at me.

“Yeah. I’ll help,” I say, nodding.

I grab the bowl, rinse the veggies, and start prepping them for dinner.

“Ember, do you have any plans for the Christmas break?” Mom asks, looking at me.

“Yeah, have fun with my girls,” I smirk, tossing my hair. “I love that I get the Christmas break.”

“Yes, you were lucky to get the office school job. Are you still working on getting a teaching position,” Mom asks, raising her brow.

“I don’t know if I want to deal with the kids all day. The pay is good, and I don’t have to deal with the kids and the homework,” I say, shrugging.

“Okay, dear, you’ll figure it out,” Mom says, nodding.

“I’m going out with the girls tonight,” I say, placing the bowl next to her.

“Just be careful. Now help me put away the dishes,” Mom says.

“Okay,” I say, opening the dishwasher.

“Mom,” Travis yells.

“Son, stop yelling,” Mom says, rolling her eyes.

Travis is my older brother; he works with my Dad at the police department. My girls think he’s sexy, but hell, I don’t see it.

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