It was almost the end of the day when Jen and her teenage monsters burst through the door and hurried up the stairs, cackling obnoxiously. Perrie and El rolled their eyes and I turned back to washing the counter. The boys were still here but they were just in a corner booth waiting for when we were all off. Right now it was only the eight of us. Well...besides the three creatures(I don’t know if I should even call them humans anymore.) that just pranced in here. Perrie and El wanted me to hang out with the boys and them afterwards though. I was still a bit skeptical but I didn’t tell them how I felt. I walked into the kitchen just as I heard Rachel stomp down the stairs. I rolled my eyes. I was going to fill up some coffee cups. The coffee wasn’t burning hot but it wasn’t cold either. I had two pots one in each hand and I turned with my back to the doors opening it from behind. I turned around and BAM! Rachel rammed into me knocking me over with full force, the coffee pots crashing to the ground. I jumped up to make sure she was okay but my eyes widened as I saw she was wearing her brand new ballgown. Which was white. and had a humongous brown coffee stain on it. She screamed bloody murder. I could see everyone covering their ears. I was too shocked to say or do anything so I just stood there dumbfounded. I grabbed a bunch of paper towels to try and clean up the stain but she just flung me away from her and ran up the stairs. Perrie and El just looked at me, while I stood there frozen like a deer caught in headlights.
I could hear the steps creak and I knew I was dead. Jen Jen staring at me. Her eyes were a shade darker, her face was cherry red and the vein in her neck was bulging. I knew I was in for it this time. “Jen I..” I tried to explain but the words died in my throat. She was completely ignored me and harshly grabbed my wrist pulling me towards the kitchen. I almost lost my balance but was pulled back up before my face made an unexpected visit to the blue and white tiled floors. Thank god. The kitchen doors banged behind us and just by the look on Jen’s face I knew a rant was coming. “Cindy Ella MariAnne March! How DARE you. You think you can just waltz on in here and spill coffee on Rachel's BRAND NEW WHITE DRESS?! Is that what you think? Huh? Well. You’re wrong. You are a DISGRACE. You’re father would be so disappointed in you. I bet that man is rolling around in his grave trying to figure out where he went wrong!” That was it. I had enough. I was finally going to fight back. “You can insult me as much as you want as well as anything I do around here..But you will never EVER speak of my father like that. I know the reason your previous husband left you. You’re a bitch! He was a smart man. A VERY smart man. I swear to god Jen...” That’s when she hit me. I stumbled back a bit surprised. She had never laid a hand on me before. That was stooping to an even lower level than she was already at. I gasped and she just looked at her hand almost surprised at herself as well. But she quickly regained her composure and took a menacing step towards me. I backed up into the corner. I had never seen this side of her and I was very very frightened. She knew she had me right where she wanted me. Rachel and Rita were standing by the swinging doors with smug little grins on their faces. I started to get up but before I was fully standing Jen smiled at me and landed a swift high heeled kick to my stomach throwing me back to the ground all while knocking the wind out of me. She whirled around and I could hear Rita giggling and Rachel squealing. I could barely make out their figures as I felt myself fading into the blackness. Before it all went black I knew that if I didn’t do something soon I’d be Six Feet Under in no time...

Notes

Okay. Sorry. I had to re-write it because my cousin thought it'd be Hilarious to delete it. I couldn't even begin to remember what I had written previously so I started from scratch. I'm sorry. I know this isn't funny at all...
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