POV: Person in the car
Pulling up into the driveway, I can hear music blasting and people screaming. Then suddenly everything got quiet. Who the fuck is in my house?
POV: Narrator
The door swings open as a tall man steps through the doorway.
"Oh shit." May sighed.
"Who the fuck is in my house !? " Marigold said in a stern voice.
"Marigold?!" May questioned
"What are you guys doing in my house?"
"Holy shit," Luna said sobering up a bit.
"Why are you guys in my house?"
"Party dumb fuck " Luna said in a drunken state.
He sighed getting annoyed
"We're so sorry Mr. Marigold ." May apologized.
"It's fine you didn't know. Do you have a ride home?"
"Well, we did but now not really? May said.
"Why can't you drive?" Marigold asked
"I don't have my license. "
"Really? I guess I could give you guys a ride."
POV: Apollo
We walk out to the driveway. They smush themselves into my car. How could she let her friends drag her into this? Being ruthless, getting drunk, going places she has no business going to. Though she is young her friends are dragging her down. I'll try to be nice, no I will be nice. I can't be too impatient with them. As many say fake it until you make it. For her.
