Chapter 1 - Ninja Like Skills and Cat Like Reflexes

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I sniffled and wiped my tears as I packed my stuff. I couldn't believe today was the day. My heart jumped in happiness and I cried not being able to control in all the feelings and jumped on my bed in my unicorn pajamas.

After 4 long and torturous years I finally complete my college. I will never forget the late night assignments that were spend cursing the teachers more than actually doing them, as I cheated off math tests, and painfully completed my exams. I will also never forget all those crazy experiments in the chemistry lab and- OH MY GOD my creative pranks that I have done on all my teachers and mates nearly dying in the process, I wiped a fake tear, goooosh was I going to miss all this! 

And let's not forget, the crrrraaaazzzy hangovers and promises to not touch alcohol ever and breaking the promise just 12 hours later. I chuckled to myself, because bitch I was an party animal. I was hangover even now but my happiness was much bigger. 

As I packed all my stuff I came across a photo- aww I was so going to miss my girls and all those 'shop till we drop', the sleepovers and parties. It was a pity they were moving across to the whole different part of the world. 

I shook my butt and sway my hips and moved around my arms as I vibe to 'On the Floor' by Jlo. This is my jam and my day. I threw away all my books and assignments, those things can go in hell, and happily packed all my remaining clothes. Today was also the day I was moving. Yay!

Fuck, I am so excited, I was renting a penthouse, and fortunately, I wasn't going to be alone meaning I'd have a roommate but I was more than glad, I hate being alone and I get bored pretty easily.

Jumping on my bag in order to close it. Ok, so where is my phone now? And- owwwww holy fuck I stubbed my toe in the wall. Ouch. Frowning in pain, I caressed my beautiful toe cursing the wall. 

My wish was to move in with my parents but I wasn't dumb enough to move in with the two people who don't give a flying fuck about me. Huh. They are unworthy of my awesome-ness. I wish I could have a boyfriend but trust me no matter how hard I try, I just couldn't get one. Not that I didn't have boys that were interested in me, like have you seen your girl? She is fucking hot, but the problem was me. I just couldn't settle down and whenever I would come close to a boy or even go on a date with them, the feeling of cheating on someone- I know I sound absurd but this is just how it is.  My heart would constrict and the feeling of discomfort and guilt would always stop me from having a boyfriend. But it's ok, I'm pretty fine with myself too, it just wouldn't hurt to have someone to share my crazy desires with once in a while.

Anyways, I picked up my luggage, and looked at my dorm room for the last time, I wiped a tear cuz i was going to miss this dearly. This college gave me some heck of memories. I remember the time, this room was ambushed as a payback cuz I shaved off some dickhead's head as a revenge for cheating on my friend and later I broke his arm for another revenge. 

I always believe in paybacks and revenge cuz the satisfaction is so unreal. The feeling of beating someone who did you wrong and hear all those cracks is extremely satisfactory. I have also wanted to kill someone, like I don't know but how cool would that be? If not kill, I at least want to shoot someone so that I don't die with any regrets. Not that I would kill someone innocent- pffft are you  crazy? I would kill someone who would deserve it, of course. It is on my wish list. I actually have a long wish list.

Kill someone, get involve in a fist fight, then get arrested, witness a baby pop out of a coochie, ride on a wolf's back, i know they are dangerous animals but I have always been fascinated by them, and when I have a boyfriend I wanna knee him in the jewels and immediately reward him with kisses, start another food fight, knock out a man twice my size, drink a whole bottle of vodka under a minute, win in beer pong, do a strip show, get kidnapped and then saved like a damsel in distress even though I ain't one, make out with a girl, see how many large pizzas I can eat in one sitting and beat my last record which is 4 and a half, go skinny dipping at 4 in the morning during the winters, and get high with a stranger.

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