Drunk Texting

Chapter 1

Candice was sitting on her Marlyn Monroe sheets as she texted her best friend Camile.

Camile👯❤️- Wassam Bitch😛

Candy🍭🍫- NM Hoe!

Camile👯❤️- Get On Kik Wit Tha Hashstag #computerlove

Candy🍭🍫- Ight boo

She set her phone down as she walked out of her room, down the stairs, and into the marble kitchen. She grabbed some Hot Cheetos and a coke and went back upstairs. Her phone was on 10% so she plugged it up on the charger closest to her bed. She then logged onto Kik and joined the group chat. It was 11:35 in New Orleans, Louisiana, and it was a school night. After a couple anxious minutes of waiting, the text messages started rolling in from the group. Things like "roast session finna start" and "who wanna hook up" were common things she was seeing. Knowing she wasn't supposed to be up, Candice carefully slid under her comforter and turned the brightness on her phone all the way down. She tugged on the covers just enough so that they captured any remaining light coming from the phone. Suddenly she heard a soft knock on her door. She quickly put her phone under her pillow and acted like she was asleep. The polished mahogany door slowly opened, revealing 10 painted toes eagerly coming toward her. "Candice please keep your dog out of my room," her her aunt told her. "and go to sleep, you have school in the morning and you know you're not a morning person." With that last sentence she kissed Candice on the forehead and walked out. Candy released a soft sigh as she snuggled under the blankets and looked at her phone. Apparently the group was all targeting her past , because someone told her business. But being the person she is, she silently cried and drifted to sleep.
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"CANDICE!!!!!!! GET YO LAZY ASS OUT OF THAT BED!!!!!!!" A violent scream erupted from the house. Candice suddenly shot straight up like a meerkat at the onset of the sound. Propped up on her elbows she stared reluctantly at the clock until her eyes were clear of blurriness. She lazily dragged herself to her dresser located on the East wall of her room. Getting her necessities, she walked to her bathroom and began her hygiene routine. 🎶 I was tryna get it how I live, I want them dead presidents🎶 "Hello?" She answered her phone while a toothbrush was still protrudent from her mouth. "ok, I'm almost done." she replied after the person made a comment. She quickly finished and went to her closet to find something to wear. Today at school, everyone was wearing black, to support the loss of Candice's former best friend, Vickie Conway. She picked out a black crew neck with a picture of her and Vickie on it, a black skirt, and her black converse. She accessories with a black beanie, black bangles and a couple gold chains. Using delicate strokes she applied small amounts of eyeliner and mascara to both of her eyes, applied matte black lipstick and gold hoops. She retrieved her backpack, phone, phone charger, and comb and walked down the hallway. "I'm not hungry, but I have to go Aunt Kar." she said. Using the silence to its advantage she walked out of the house and down the street to the bus stop.
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First Chapter.
Thoughts?
Was it boring?
Do I need to make it longer?
The first person to answer all three questions first gets a character in the book😊

~T.R.W.M.S