Everything is so boring. Everyday it's the same routine, unchanging, like a revolving door. Get up in the morning, shower, do my makeup, go to school, come home, eat, and sleep. Everyday is the same, or was the same, before I met Haze a lot of things were boring. I knew he would change my life from the second I met him, he was a hurricane from the minute I met him til the minute I lost him.
*3 years ago*
"I told you I don't want to go to this stupid ass party Gab" I deadpanned while looking at the ridiculous outfit my bestfriend had forced me into. "I don't remember asking if you WANTED to go I asked if you felt like going and wether you feel like it or not you're going" she replied while digging through my closet looking for heels to match her glittery mini dress.
Haze Reynolds' parties were always huge and well known by everyone in our town. He would throw them right before summer started as a giant kick off to a 'great' summer. You don't need an invite to get in so it was always a hit in the community especially for teenagers like myself. In my opinion haze and his parties were mid, he was known for being a huge slut and I'm 99% sure his parties were just a way for him to trap some more unsuspecting females.
"Lilac could you move a little faster we have places to be" she yells, the balls on this woman. "Gab we literally have all the time in the world it's a party not a business meeting" I replied while rolling my eyes and popping a piece of gum in my mouth. She just threw some shoes at me and continued digging "why do you care so much about this party anyways he throws like 20 a week" I say knowing exactly why "you know why dickhead, jaxon is gonna be there".
Jaxon is a senior, for the second time may I add, that goes to our school. My beautiful Gabby had a crush on this absolute failure of a human since we were just freshmans. By now we were sophomores and she was still stuck on him like depressed kids are stuck on tiktok. Honestly this obsession effected me more than it effected her, I love her but the thought of staying up for one more night listening to her crying over human chewed up gum makes me wanna rip my hair out.
After a couple more minutes of her rummaging through my closet she finally found the shoes she was looking for and stopped her closet massacre. "Do you think these would make him notice me" she asks genuinely wondering, what a stupid bitch tbh "he would fuck you if you were dressed up like dr Phil in a rain suit" I say as she gives a dirty look.
"I'm so tired of your shit lil, let's just go"
...and so it began
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Lilac
Любовные романыPurple has a lot of meanings like royalty, nobility, and wisdom. But lilac is not purple, lilac is a girl, and not even she knows what her meaning is. Haze is the feeling of intense confusion. But haze is not a feeling, haze is a boy, and eventually...
