Arabella Ryans, a 17 year old girl makes her way to California after tragic loss.
She's now on her own, no family to guide her to her next destination, but mature enough to do it, she opens new chapters.
New school, new friends, a new life.
Can s...
Today is Friday, so that means the party is tonight.
Not much has happened this week, it's pretty much the same routine every day. Everything on a constant loop.
Theo has stayed at my house for almost a week straight now, I know it's because she's worried about me. But I've been through this on my own lots of times, I did tell her this, but I guess she doesn't care.
Theo is sitting at my desk putting on her make-up before we put on our outfits while I sit in front of my mirror doing my hair.
"So when is the party gonna end?" I ask her,
"Who knows, it usually depends on if shit goes down," She replies, dancing as she speaks.
"So how are we getting there and back?"
"Well, we've got something arranged for our arrival, but coming home? I guess we won't." Theo says with a shrug.
Yes, soo casual. It's so normal for me to be staying at a random person's house and most likely sleeping on the kitchen floor.
"Right," We both stand, finished with both our hair and make-up,
"Come on we need to be out the door in ten minutes!" she squeals, I don't know what the rush is for but I go with it anyway.
After we put on our outfits, we both stand in the mirror looking at ourselves,
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(Theos's dress)
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(Arabella's dress)
"Aren't we so hot!" Theo squeals, grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me.
I hear someone beep their horn outside and Theo rushes to the window to check who it is.
"Come on he's here let's go!"
She grabs me by the hand running down the stairs, I lock the door and put the keys in the zip part of my bag.
Getting into the back, I see who is driving us.
Seriously?
"Oh come on I can see your face, I'm not that bad I promise," Ajax says chuckling.
