My Story

Chapter 5

When I was done with my shower I walked back into the bedroom to grab my previous clothes off the bed. But before I even touched them I became...curious. I walked over to the hand built looking dressers. I looked through the top draw and saw a slip of paper on top of some neatly folded clothes. I picked it up and read:

I knew you'd be nosey! Anyways, I better see you wearing what's in the draws, and not your sweats from today.
Love, Laney♥
I made a long sigh while throwing my head back. I looked back down at the paper and rolled my eyes. I better do what she says or else she just might either kick my ass or drag me up here and dress me herself. I giggled to myself, but it went away just as fast as it came. I sighed once more and dug through the draws. After about five minutes I plopped down on the floor and huffed, I really can't find anything decent. After I calmed my frustration down, I got up and started ripping the clothes out of the draws and throwing them around the room.
When I was finished I looked around the room and instantly found my outfit. polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=80178206
My hair in a small, thin ponytail. I put my classes on and looked in the mirror. As always. Total shit. I drooped my head down and walked out the bedroom door. I looked up when I reached the hallway. Where do I go? Then I remembered Laney and I turned right into the bedroom, so that means we came from left side of the hallway. Well from where I'm standing it's the left side. Anyways, I'm babbling in my head. I turned left and walked down the hallway. I then reached stairs going up and stairs going down. I took the ones going down. Before I reached the bottom I heard giggling and a males voice. I rolled my eyes. Laney probably invited Stan; her boyfriend.
I finally took the last step. I wonder what Trinna's doing. Probably out on the porch or backyard getting high. I walked to the arm chair that was o the left side of the couch. I sat down and looked over to see Laney and Stan having a make out session. I cleared my throat to get their attention. Laney looked up at me and smiled. Stan looked over also.
"Hey Maree!" Stan greeted me, very enthusiastically. I just made my lips into a thin line, raised my eyebrows and gave him a 'what's up' nod. Stan smiled and turned make to Laney. He whispered in her ear. Whatever he said made her cheeks bright red.
"Where's Trinna?" I asked.
"She's outside with her boyfriend." Laney said pointing to the front door. I nodded and got up. I didn't know Trinna had a boyfriend. Why didn't anyone tell me? Especially her. Why is everybody I know in a relationship!? Why am I so ALONE!? I shouted in my head. I walked out the front door on to the porch. I looked to my right and saw Trinna with some boy on the porch swing at the end of the porch. I silently trudged over there. When I was in front of them I leaned on the wall.
"Hey Maree." Trinna greeted. I waved. "You remember Landon, right?" She asked. I looked at the boys face. Then nodded and looked down.
"Hi." Landon said. I just weakly waved.
"I need a cigarette." I told Trinna.
"Get a pack out of the carton in the kitchen." Trinna told me. I nodded and headed inside. I wonder how we got a carton. Then I remembered that Stan just turned eighteen, and he probably got them for us. I walked inside and looked around until I found an archway. I walked towards it and inside. Yup, the kitchen. I found the carton on the island and took a pack. I looked through the draws and found some matches. I opened up the pack throwing the trash away and walked back outside.
I sat on the porch steps and looked out the setting sun, as I took deathly drags. I am stressed right now. Verystressed. I finished up and threw the butt onto the grass. I looked over to Trinna and Landon and they were heavily making out. I scoffed, disgusted. I'm only jealous, I know. I don't the PDA is disgusting, unless it public sex, then gross. I mean do that shit at home. I walked inside. Not surprised, Laney and Stan are also having a session of their own. I know I'll get bored, so I thought of wandering around the cabin.