brooklyn baby (N.H)

03

This chapter is a little longer, I really like this chapter, it's happens alot more than on the other two.

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I jump out of my grey soft pants and walks over to my skirts. I take a white jeans shirt with buttons in front. I put a black belt on it so it would give me more figures.

My walk in closet was pretty big, in here I had alot of clothes, a big mirror right in front when you walk in and a makeup table were I do my makeup.

I sit down to begin with my makeup, putting on some music. I felt like to have a pretty natural look, just mascara and lipglossj with a burgundy color to match with my top. I just let my hair be like always, just hanging there flat, I just brushed it. I'm not that good of doing my hair, Maria always makes it when I'm going out for fancy events. She's also doing my makeup, that's my I'm normally not wearing makeup or just wear natural looks, because I'm not that good with makeup either.

"Gosh I love this song" I screamed out for myself when Brooklyn Baby started playing.



"I think I'm too cool to know ya
You say I'm like the ice, I freeze
I'm churnin' out novels like
Beat poetry on Amphetamines"

I screaming/singing the song on top of my lungs. This was my absolute favorite song. I'm not relating to it at all, but I love Lana Del Rey.

"Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
And my jazz collection's rare
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby"

Once done I take my small black purse with gold chains to have my things in and walk out of the closet. Not pausing the music so my father or Maria will still thought I'm in here, listening to music.

I open my door to my balcony and walks out, close it enough so it doesn't look like I'm outside and so I can came back without I need to go through the entrance. Well, this night I'm not planning on get drived home by Edmund. That's the good thing about now going to a private party, there's no chance for me meeting Edmund there.

I climb down the side of the balcony, on the water pipe that takes water from the roof. It's a perfect ladder. I'm getting pretty use to it, I've been snuck out this way a couple times now.

While on the ground on our backyard I walk beside the house to get to the front. In every window I'm almost crawling on the ground to now be noticed. If I get noticed with these clothes and here by my dad or someone, I'm dead.

I run down out driveway and opens the gates a little so I can get out. Once out I breathe out. Notice that I held my breath while running down the driveway.

Now I need to find the house, I live here in Beverly Hills so I guess it's kinda close. I only hope it's the other end of Beverly Hills, so my dad doesn't hear the party.

I walk to the right, following the way. I see alot of people with party clothes walking in that direction, guess they were going to his party as well. I mean he's famous, I guess he has alot of friends then.

I walk two houses away from my house and seeing the party. Great, we're like neighbors. I hope my dad doesn't hear it, a couple times before he had walked to the house were the party is and told them to shut it down or he called the police or do something else. But I've never been to a party in someone's house, so it have never happened when I was there.