Adriana Ross is your average loner on the outside. Has few friends, quite,
stays to her self, and dresses like a nerd and not to mention oblivious but to the people that actually know her she's a spitfire, she's outspoken, bipolar, goofy and a compl...
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"Come on Driana its your Birthday for crying out loud live a little."
I am going to kill this bitch and maybe my self if she doesn't shout up.
"I don't care I'm not going to a club." This girl wants me to go to a club for my 20th birthday what reason you ask well apparently im boring because I rather to sit home and watch Netflix, eat and sleep.
I'm not a party animal like her and the other guys, there are better things to do then get drunk and hook up with a random.
"Look you only turn 20 once plus its not like u go out with us." I sigh she has a point but there are reasons. I don't wanna go to a party with them then 2 minutes in there off getting drunk.
"I know I only turn 20 once but the idea of going to a club isn't sitting well with me plus you know im not a outdoors girl why cant we just watch Netflix." But I know better then to think Gabriel
Robinson will give up its like everything is opposite with her, if I say yes she says no, if I say no she says yes.
"Plz its not like your going alone me and the guys will be there Dri it will be fun just this one time." But this bitch is not buying it.
"Nope, cause first 2 minutes your there but after that yall disappear." I don't like the idea of being in a club alone with pedos and pervs. I shiver at the thought.
"C'mon I'm being serious here I'm not gonna leave you Dri." Now giving me the puppy dog eyes.
I sigh this girl is going to be the death of me I swear. "Fine but if u leave amma kill u."
I get up giving her a sour look march to my room upstairs to get ready for tonight. I enter my room and walk over to my walk in closet to pick up some undergarments and head to the bathroom.
Looking into the mirror I see me black curly hair sticking out of the messy bun, my glasses at the middle of my nose, my plump lips looking cracked I run my tougue over it, my skin sweaty from the walk to the stairs I remind my self to start working out and my dark brown eyes staring at me through my reflection.
I mean I'm not the prettiest girl but im not ugly either perks of being mixed, though I wasn't always so confident about my skin cause people use to say shit about it but I just grew up and realized the world is cruel as fuck and people are naturally dicks so I doesn't bother me any more I thought while pulling my hair out of the messy bun using my fingers to comb through it.
I sigh taking off my glasses and stripping off my clothes.
This is going a to be a long night.
I said to my self stepping into my shower and turning to nub letting to cold water consume me before I put it on warm.
I take my rag and put vanilla scented body wash on it scrubbing my skin. After I'm done I take my Kiwi Lime shampoo and wash my hair detangle it with my fingers scrubbing my scalp closing my eyes.
