Chaotic (Imperfect Perfection) - By C.A. Williams Page 0,1

Far from it.

They had just come back to do a follow up with some of the more popular cast members during the summer while most of us were on break from school. Soon, Marley and Madison would be gone again, off to their four-year college they were attending together. And me? Well, I hadn’t really figured that out yet.

Somehow, I had made it through the first two years at the local community college in a blur, even though my mother had complained what an embarrassment I was for going to such a lowly place. But that was only one of the minor things she tended to complain about me. Now, I needed to figure what exactly I was going to do, and really nothing interested me.

“Well, girls, it’s been a total blast.” I stood up, handing my credit card to the cashier and gave them a flutter of my fingers. “I’ll see you two tomorrow. Is the plan still to come over to my place before the party?”

“Of course,” Madison gushed. “Your place is the best. I’ll bring my stuff over and ride with Marley. Daddy still hasn’t given me my keys back,” she huffed and pouted her lip out. “He’s such a pain in the ass; hopefully he gives in soon.” Hmm, I wonder why Madison. Could it be due to the fact that you were driving it shitfaced and ran into a tree before you even left the driveway of Kristy Michael’s house at the beginning of the summer? Even I wasn’t that stupid. About drinking and driving at least.

“Meh. You have Marley to chauffer you around everywhere, no need for a car,” I replied sweetly.

Madison giggled as she blew on her finished nails. “So right, Adelaide.” I watched as Marley stiffened next to Madison and gave her an icy stare.

I bet Madison really did love having someone to drive her around, even though we all knew Marley had to scrape money together to get the piece of shit car she had, while Madison and I had brand new cars bought for us the second we turned sixteen. She tried to hide it from everyone, but I made sure to let it slip, by accident of course, that her father was a janitor at some factory, and her mother was totally out of the picture. She had only been able to attend the prestigious private school like the rest of us, thanks to a scholarship.

I guess money couldn’t buy everything though. I had always been a little jealous of Marley for the relationship she had with her father. He seemed to actually care for his daughter and not just see her as some pawn in the game of life. Or as a complete and utter failure.

Chapter 2

“Adelaide Elizabeth McGregor, what time did you get home last night? I thought we had come to the understanding that you are to be home every night before midnight,” I heard my mother’s high pitched voice call out through my locked door. Well maybe if she was ever here she would make sure I followed that little rule.

I groaned, unable to peel my eyes open after the late night I had out with a group of friends I had met at Marshal County Community College or MCCC as we tended to call it, since it was such a mouthful. They tended to party almost every night and got even crazier during the summer break. I guess you could probably call them hardcore stoners, and they let me join in whenever I wanted.

“Don’t even think about ignoring me, young lady. We need to have a talk, and this cannot wait until later.” I sighed loudly and pushed my comforter down to crawl out of bed. Might as well get this over with.

“Yes, Mother?” I stood inside the arched entryway to my room and leaned a hip against the doorframe.

“Oh, don’t you look wonderful, I can only guess what you were doing last night. Well, I’m waiting,” she stated while pursing her puffy collagen enhanced lips at me. I think they made her look like a fish, but apparently it was the in thing to do for women her age.

Everyone said how much we looked alike and how we could easily pass for sisters. We both had the same dirty blonde hair, pale-blue eyes, and perfectly curved nose. The only difference was the wrinkles on her that were starting to pop through and a few gray hairs that could be seen if she didn’t