𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗲𝗮'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗲𝗶𝘄𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘊𝘪𝘵𝘺
Everything I thought I had planned was canceled.
I was drinking like an alcoholic.
Drunk out of my mind I walked out of the mansion with no one noticing.
I hopped onto the Icon Sheene that sat in the driveway.
I put the bike in 2nd gear and held the clutch then started pushing.
Once I drove off I released the clutch and rode down the street.
Tears rolled down my eyes as the moon shined brightly, lighting the street.
Cars passed as I sped up, running red lights and not giving a fuck.
The pink helmet on my head protected my brain from the rocks that went flying up into the air as cars passed.
I was guessing it was Ava's bike since it's pink and pink is all she wears.
I was wearing a black skirt with a black corset and black heel boots that went up to my thigh.
I felt a bit edgy tonight, I was trying something new with Isabella, what could go wrong.
She invited me to go this bands concert, I think it'll be pretty cool.
I didn't ask permission, I just left.
Speeding down the roads of New York city I listened to the noises that citizens made while living their life.
Once I got to the club there was already a crowd of people outside, anxiously waiting to get in.
I saw the impatient bodies clutter together.
Everyone was showing their tickets that they paid for in order to get into the club.
I pushed by a few impatient teenage girls and made my way to the front.
I handed the bouncer my ticket and walked in.
Everything seemed out of place, including me.
Trash was on the floor and posters hung unevenly on the walls.
LED lights glowed a bright red as I walked down the steps with my purse on my shoulder.
I heard a few laughs and screams then turned around to see girls running down the stairs in excitement.
It seemed like a friend group, they all seemed happy to be here.
I stared at the group in awe as they playfully pushed each other.
Not a great day to have little to no friends.
I'm so focused on other things that I forget to go out and socialize, make new friends.
I smiled and continued to walk down the steps while fiddling with the charm bracelet my dad bought me for my 14th birthday.
I stepped into an area where a few hundred people were gathered.
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