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      "Hey Judy! come check this out!" Izzi called from across the corridor. I trudged over to where she was. When I looked over her shoulder what was placed on the wall was my whole childhood dreams. A real life 11th grade party. Of course there was going to be drinks just no teachers could know about it. I mean of course I wanted to go but there was something holding me back.

   "Judy? you there?" Izzi snapped her fingers in my face. "Yeah, yeah are you going cause if your going i'm going to." There was a slight pause before The silence broke, "Of course maybe this is our chance to finally find lovers or just a one night stand. Either way i'm going."

Judy thought about what it would be like to have a real life boyfriend or even just loose her. But also she didn't really want to loose it to some random person, she wanted it to be special. so she planned on just sticking with Izzi the whole time.  Before Judy could say her answer the bell rang, "Cya later Judy." Izzi said before walking off to her next class. "Bye," Judy mumbled moments later. Before Judy could even notice how long she had been standing there, the bell rang. "Oh crap." 

When Judy arrived at social studies everyone turned their head to where she was. probably because she looked like a wreck that morning. Judy was wearing cargo pants that where dark blue, continued with a green tank top and a sweatshirt that wasn't even covering her shoulders now. her hair was mixed with curly and wavy tied up in a now messy bun. But with only a touch of eyeliner and mascara. she pretended to clear her throat, and went to sit down at her table. "As I was saying.." The class had continued on with the assignment we all started on friday today was Tuesday and it was due tomorrow. 

    But Judy haven't even started on the first line and she new she was already digging a grave, "Hey you have been late every class lately is there something going on?" Mr. Howard said appearing out of  . "Jesus." I stared down then shot my gaze at him. " No sir it's just my normal slow walking." She lied sheepishly, Judy was on the track team and at this time she was glad nobody knew. To be honest with you she was probably the fastest walker in the whole team. But Judy just didn't want her ass kicked. 

"Hmm, Im watching you gardener." She scoffed at the use of her last name, it was like a threat that teachers made. Then peter started talking "God Judy you really have the guts to do that if I where you I would be digging my grave already." I smirked, "Oh shut up." I teased. Peter was like the boy candy of our school everyone wanted to be friends with hime or to be with him as in together as a couple. But me and peter go way back to kindergarden so we were practically brother and sister. Yes I do agree he is extremely pretty and nice at the same time, he has curly brown hair that 3/4 of his forehead, and always wears corduroy cargo pants with a baggy t-shirt.

After that class was basically my last class I usually skip sixth period because its dumb and I don't know why I signed up for it in the first place. But what was best about this next class was that  Izzi was in there and we sat together, Izzi had probably been my best friends sense birth. Our birthdays are two days apart and we do everything together.. not everything but we just always do things with each other like homework, hanging out everyday, and ect.  so when she arrived she already felt Izzi's hands around her in a hug.  Judy hugged back but no so hard. "I saw you like an hour ago." I said with my voice straining as she squished me with her wrestling arms. "still That was not long ago." she let go and marched over to our table, without saying another word.

When class started Izzi immediately started talking to me. "So you never said if you wanted to go to the party, so are you?" she locked her eyes with mine I looked around trying to decide. why hadn't I thought about this in the last period. I blurted out " Yeah, i'll go." I had a deep feeling way down in my stomach that this was a bad idea, my parents were extremely strict and I would probably have to lie or even sneak out. " Yes!!!" she whispered attempting not to scream. "yay.." I whimpered.

That class I felt a deep pity in my heart knowing that saying yes was probably not my best choice. 

   As I was walking home I spotted peter riding his bike back to his house. "Peter!" I shouted from afar. He stopped in his tracks and turned around. "Oh hey Judy!" he called but I couldn't hear him that well, I walked over in a quick pace. " Hey, so uhm are you going to this party next week?" I asked afraid that I was about to make a fool out of myself. I waited for his response. He chuckled and said "Uhm yeah of course." he put his hand behind his head. " Like everyones going so like y'know i'm just a bit popular so yes i'm going." I had a feeling that he was going to say that.  " me and Izzi are going d'ya wanna come with us there or are you going with your bro, dude friends." I now had a smug face. "wow." he said. I laughed, "Well now that you say that yes I will go with you... and uh Izzi" I smirked. "good. well ok bye!" he waved goodbye and I walked off proud of my interaction.

   When I got home it was a mess I scoffed and went to pick up a few shoes before my mom came home. My mother was a part-time nurse but her hours were long and I never saw her until 6 pm everyday.  When I picked up most of the crap off the floor I sighed in relief and kept cleaning. My mom always liked the house cleaned when she got back, one time I forgot to and she grounded me for a week. But now that I do it more than twice a day she limits the punishments. 

The reason why my house looks horrid everyday is because of my stupid dad. He of course is a alcoholic and throws his shit around like a damn monkey. I hated when he did it so easily when I first saw but now I just ignore his fat beer belly and move on. I am still afraid of him because sometimes he just absolutely abuses my mom for nothing like lets say one time she just burned the chicken he just no hesitation slaps her. I don't like my dad at all but I don't know how my mom keeps up with him. he looks like a sack of burnt and molded potatoes. 

The house looks brand new in two hours so I can finally rest, my dad is passed out snoring on the couch while I go to the kitchen to pick up a snack. I open the cabinet and suddenly a whole pack of beer falls out and smashes onto the tiled floors. This was enough to wake my dad. I Had an instant ideal to run but my legs wouldn't move I couldn't move, fear had taken over. He arrived at the kitchen "wha d'ya thank yur do'in lil girl." He slurred, My. eyes were wide I felt the pound of his foot steps get closer. "answer me ya bitch." I couldn't talk and soon enough I felt a hard cold hand slap my face I fell to the ground cowering back I ran out into the grass. I looked around I turned back to see his angry, ugly face. I could smell his beer breath from here 

I looked to the fence and then back to him. then I decided so quickly I didn't even think of the bruise forming around my eye. I went into the streets and straight towards Izzi's house which was only down the block. I checked my phone to see if anyone texted. which nobody did. I ran across the street. even though I knew he wouldn't get. this far I knew to keep running. Izzi's house was coming up so I ran even faster. maybe all the training for track worked out and now I was using it to run from my dad how great. I arrived and walked fast to the front door. I waited scared for what Izzi was going to say. But knowing it was my only hope I rang the doorbell. I heard footsteps approaching. then the door crack ed open. "Judy?" Silence. The door opened all the way now. and Izzi drew a big gasp deep from her throat.

              Hello guys uhm this is my first book so I hoped you'd like the first part there and I know it was a short one but I promise the next one will be worth you time. there will be more so stay tuned :D

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