Highschool Crush

Chapter one Author's Pov

" Tina!! " A voice yelled out loud.

I grabbed my pillow groaning, while using it to block the noice. Who the fuck was that? I wouldn't help but ask inwardly, not bothering to open my eyes, as I was still sleepy.

" Mom! Tina cursed me, she's refusing to wake up. " The voice said again, making my eyes shot up, as I immediately sat up.

I opened my eyes briefly, before shutting them again trying to get it adjusted to the light in the room.

I stares at my cousin sister who leaned again my door with a smug expression on her face.

Darn! I thought. Now am really in for it.

Not long after my thought, my aunt barge into my room, holding a wooden spoon in her hands, she match towards me, making me gather my sheet in my hands, as I flee for my life.

" Am sorry aunt, I slept late, am sorry. " I immediately said, whike trying to dodge the wooden spoon in her hands. But not long after she caught, smashing the spoon against my back, while I scream in horror.

I heard the sound of chuckle coming from the door, making me look towards it, seeing my two cousins laughing their asses out by the door of my room.

" You ungrateful brat, if you really have all the time in world and nothing to do, then you might as well make yourself useful and go do some work. " My aunt screamed at me.

" Am sorry " I said softly, so as not to get hit again.

It was like a usual routine for me in this house. Since I had started living with my aunt after my mom got married and chased me out, as her new husband wasn't willing to take care of me, not a single day had passed by without my aunty yelling or beating me.

" Go downstairs and get the mail for, you rotten York. " She yelled before turning her back to make her way out of my room.

" Yes ma, let me quickly brush my..... " I stop halfway through my sentence, as she turned back at me giving me a death glare.

I immediately shifted back scared of getting beaten again.

" I will go right way. " I said quickly getting to my feet and running out the door.

I stood in front of the door to the house, looking at my appearance from the mirror outside the door.

" Wow! " I exclaimed at my own appearance, I was looking like a rebellious homeless child.

" Ohh God please don't let Rico see me like this. " I prayed while joining my hands together, looking both ways before making my way to the mail box at the side of the road to pick up the mail and package that's as there.

I was about to make it back, when Rita screamed Rico's name from the window upstairs, waving at him, making me freeze in my steps.

" Hey Tina. " He called out.

I stood there motionless for some seconds, before recovering myself and making my way back into the house not willing to turn back to greet him.

I swore under my breath once I was inside the house. I knew Rita had down that to tease me, after all she knew what happened between me and Rico.

Ever since I had found out about Rico and my cousin brother Alex placing a bet on me just for fun, I have ever since been avoiding Rico.

Yes even though I still have a crush on him, my crush wasn't enough to ever make me see him the same.

One of the things I hated the most, is toying with a living thing, as if it was some kind of object. I really hated people who think they had the right to place a bet on an human like they were some kind of object.

This was why my mother, never really liked me, as I was a result of the bet my father had placed on her. She was willing to abandoned me if not for my grandfather, who was still the only one who liked me in this family.

He was the one asked my aunt to take me in, after my mother had explained that I had to go, in other for her to start are new life over again with her husband.

A year slipped down my cheeks making me come back to reality, as I quickly use the back of my palm to wipe the tears away.

The last thing I needed right now was for my cousins to see me crying and mock me.

I quickly took the mail to my aunt who was in her room, knocking the door slightly before opening after getting a response to enter.

Dropping the mail on the table, I immediately turn my back to leave, but stop at my track as something had caught my attention, from the mail dropped on the table. I turned back quickly picking up the mail that had caught my attention.

That was it, it really was, I thought.