Crumpled Cans.

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by thefrogdaughterxx

by thefrogdaughterxx

**Tayna POV

In grade school I was a 'good' girl. Always went to class on time. Kept my grades up. Didn't do drugs or smoke or drink. I was the daughter everyone wanted to have. Now I'm their worst nightmare. I may not do drugs but I do smoke and drink. I'm always skipping class. My average in school is D. Should be an F but happy with what I got I guess.

So everyday I walk down the street next to my house to go hang out with my best friend. She's like the only person that cares what I do with my life. She don't drink, smoke, do drugs. She also doesn't have the worst grades in the world but she's not a genius. I guess I'm pretty bad ass you could say. Baye is her name. My best friend since kindergarten. She doesn't like my boyfriend. Says he's the one who got me like this. I couldn't give two shits what he told me to do. His name is Louis, Louis Tomlinson. And his best friend is Harry Styles. Sometimes I swear he's gay and they're together.

So yea I'm walking to Baye's house as I do everyday. Wearing my ripped black skinny jeans and tight black shirt. Along with my black army boots. Baye don't like my hair. No one does. I like it. Light golden brown with pink and blue highlights. I have some blonde hair too. I think the only thing that she likes that I do is my makeup.

Baye always mets me half way. Ever since 7th grade when I moved back here.

"Hey shorty. What we doing today?" I asked her as she turned to walk my way.
"I don't know. Maybe go walk in the woods." She pulled back her hair and i nodded.
"I might go get a new tattoo. Something dareing. I don't know yet." I said kicking the mountain dew can that's old and crumpled. Its always been on the road. You'd think it'll get picked up but it never does.
"Cool. Hey um theres this kid in 11th that asked about you." She paused and thought, "Niall, I think his name was. And he was cute too. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Ohh I would talk to him if I were you. "

She always wanted me to date someone like that.

"Baye you know that's not my type." And I do have a type. It always was bad boys. Tattoos, piercings. Mostly someone with dark hair. Like Louis. I wonder if he knows I slept with his best friend. Well I've slept with half the school. He probably knows by now. I mean I've done it twice. Might go for a third. I pull put my phone and text Harold the idea.
Some people, more adults, don't like me. Because I'm 16 and I'm kinda slutty. But what's better than a hot slutty girl?

Harold texts back.
Ok be there at 6. Harry xx.

Yeah he goes by Harry but I like to call him Harold. Always have, always will.

" Hey can I take a raincheck. Got a change of plans tonight. Tomorrow I promise? " I say as I walk backwards in front of her.
"Fine go home. But be safe. And use a condom. " she yells as I start walking back home. Its sad that she knows why I bailed on her. But you know sometimes its good for you.

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