I wake up and I don't know where I am. I look around and the painful thoughts come flooding back. I sit up in bed and wake myself up a little. I fix the bun that's hanging by my temple into a pony tail, the get out my the comfy bed. My grandma is sitting at the kitchen counter drinking her coffee and ready the newest addition of people magazine.
"Hey grams" I say taking a seat next to her
"Oh hi sweetie, how did you sleep?" She says turning her attention to me.
"Good, thanks"
"There is some coffee by the microwave if you want" she points to the old coffee machine. I pour myself some and add a sugar cube and milk. I walk back to the table and sit down.
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I'm very comfortable with my grandmas house because I spent every weekend with her to get away from my mom and her boyfriend that I hated. Obviously my mom didn't put me or my brother into consideration. They would leave us when we weren't even old enough to be left home alone for hours to go to the bar and get drunk. Then come home in the middle of the night and pass out: and be too hung over to get us ready for school. My grandmas house was like a vacation where I could get away from Eric's dumb friends. Or my mom trying to get me to dance with her to the blasting music the neighbors would complain about constantly. We're the family the neighborhood hated. When Eric and my mom would have screaming matches the cops would come and wake everyone up at 2am. Or the music they played would consists of sad old country or Tupac. I have a endless list of these types of things.
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Once I finish my coffee I go back into the guest room and dig out some decent looking clothes. I fish out my makeup from the bottom of my bag and try to make myself look presentable. I put on some light wash jeans and roll them up then put on a black shirt. I walk back to the living room and sit on the couch."So, I was thinking we could go see a movie tonight." She says
"Yeah that would be fun, I haven't been to a movie in forever" I say trying to remember the last time I have been. We don't do much up until dinner time, we have spaghetti and then get ready to go to the movie. Around 7:00 I go into "My" room and grab a hoodie and slip on my toms. I take my purse and put my phone into it. I return to the living room and we go to the car.
Once were at the movie theater I stop and look at the screen, showing the movie times.
"What are we gonna see?" I ask turning to her.
"I was thinking American sniper, that's the only one that I thought looked good"
I see a boy looking at me in the corner of my eye. I look at him and politely smile and return to the cashier who gave me the tickets. We get some popcorn then head into the movie, I pick the very back row where no one is sitting. Once we sit down the previews end and the movie is about to starts. I see someone coming up the stairs and I realize it's the boy that was looking at me, and another guy. He comes to the top and smiles at me, he sits 3 seats away from me. And I know it's on purpose.
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Sorry the last part kinda sucked but i hope you guys like it.
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