Lily’s POV
I took my combat boots off and carried them upstairs. I also took my leather jacket off and uang it up on the coat rack in my room. I changed into some comfortable sweats and a t-shirt. I threw all the crap on my bed to the ground; planning to clean it tomorrow.
I was pretty much tucked into bed when I heard stomping and people talking. I peeked my head out of my door to take a look at the commotion going around.
I turned my head from the stairwell to find my parents walking into the house with beer bottles in their hands. They’re not alone. This time, they brought along two other people. I was pretty sure they weren’t guests since they were drunk as well.
It disgusted me. I knew exactly why they were here. When Mom and Dad were “tired” of each other, they would get their entertainment from someone else. It was nasty and gross. The thing is, is that my parents were too stuck in their drunken state to notice that what they were doing was wrong. They probably didn’t even realize that they were using other people.
I made sure to tip-toe back into my room quietly. I locked my door shut. I knew better than to disturb them at this time. They would just get mad, and I knew pretty darn well the punishments that came with it.
I was no longer tired and decided to go on my laptop. I did the usual like facebook, twitter, and youtube. I absolutely positively loved youtube. I found some pretty hilarious people. Kingsley was by far my favorite person on there. He was so hilarious! He looked like a cute little llama that had swearing problems. He didn’t fail to crack me up on my worst days.
I exited off of Youtube. I went on my Facebook and just went through all the stuff. I stopped when I saw a status that bugged me.
Tiffany Blake
Just got my belly button pierced.
With that, she attached a picture of herself. It wasn’t even a regular picture. Tiffany was in her bra and underwear. You could barely see her piercing. She probably was looking for some attention and decided to present herself like that to the whole world. Anyone could see it. No one is supposed to post pictures like that on the internet. Someone can get hold of her username and look through her pictures without a problem. Plus her privacy was off, meaning anyone in cyberspace can see it. Man, the things people do for attention...
I saw the comments people posted on her status with the picture.
That’s hot
Looking real good
Nice boobs
Slut
Attention-whore
I silently laughed to myself at the last two. I logged off of my Facebook and went to bed for the rest of the night.
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I was leaning on my locker while texting on my phone. I was early today, like most days, because I tried to leave the house as early as possible. This morning I woke up especially early because of disgusting noises. I heard grunting and panting from the other room and decided to leave as fast as I could. I didn’t want to witness such things. Once they were done, they’d probably come looking for me.
I texted Ben, Chelsea, and Caitlin to get here as fast as they could. I was bored and had no idea what to do. All I was doing at the moment was scrolling through my Twitter.
Can I just say that Twitter pisses me off everytime that I use it? You can’t really do anything on it (A/N: Unless you stalk One Direction like most of us directioners ;P). It’s only somewhat cool if you’re either famous or have lots of followers. When I mean lots, I mean thousands and thousands. I clearly don’t have that many; just the people in my school.
“Finally! You’re here!” I yell at my friends.
“Hey.” The three of them say.
“I haven’t seen you in like forever!” Ben exaggerates.
“I know right. I feel the emptiness inside of me fade away now that you’re here.” I banter along.
“I love how you just banter right back. It’s fun.” Ben says, ruffling my hair.
“Hey, don’t do that. “ I command.
“Oh, yeah, forgot. Never touch a girl’s hair.” Ben mimics a high-pitched girl’s voice.
“Seriously, if you live by that, nothing can ever happen to you.” Chelsea adds in giggling at the end.
“Guys! We all have to ask Lily about her date with Harry!” Caitlin squeals.
“Yeah. Spill.” Chelsea demands.
“None of you even care.” I reply.
“Even I care Lily! And I’m a guy. I don’t do spill sessions...” Ben says dead-serious. Chelsea, Caitlin, and I erupt into a fit of giggles.
“Okay fine but class is starting in like two minutes so I’ll tell you at lunch.” I inform.
“Yep. Bye.” Chelsea says, giving me a hug.
“Bye hun, talk to ya later.” Caitlin says.
“See ya cupcake.” Ben teases.
“Bye.” I say.
I walked away with my bag on my shoulder. I was about to open the door to the staircase when I forgot something, or should I say someone. I turn my head back and yell “Hey Chelsea, we have first period together.”
“Ugh, I’ll be late anyways. You go on ahead. “ She says. I nod.
I walked into class. Let the boring studies begin...
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**A/N: Sorry for the shortness. I was going to write something longer but it would have taken longer and I felt bad for not updating in a while. I felt like I HAD to give this to you, short or not. So sorry for the crappy chapter. It was going to take too long to give a normal chapter. You deserved a chapter at least for your amazing work! I got 1000+ reads! How great? This makes me so happy. I love all of you guys. Thanks! Don't forget to vote, comment, and fan! Bye my lovelies! :) <3 :) xx
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