Aurora Lili Routledge, or as everyone calls her; Rory, is the twin sister of John B Routledge. With the summer approaching, Rory and John B have made a perfect plan along with their friends; JJ, Pope, and Kie to have a good time, all the time.
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This ain't the right time for you to fall in love with me... Well baby I'm just being honest.. And I know my lies could not make you believe.. We're running in circles that's why...
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Rory~
"WELCOMEto crackhead wasteland," Sarah announced.
"I don't know about this, man," Pope muttered after her.
"Guys, this is wrong, what's going on?" Kie grumbled out.
"Well, there are three ways to do things, Kie," I spoke, sitting in the front passenger seat and letting out the smoke from my hard rolled blunt. "First; the right way, second; the wrong way and third...JJ and Rory way," I smiled, the intoxicating weed seeping into my veins.
"Isn't the JJ and Rory way, the wrong way?" Kie countered back at me, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, probably," I rolled my eyes, taking a long drag from the blunt.
"It's the fastest way," JJ added, as he parked the car in the front yard of the run-down trailer house, the lawn having broken and torn pieces of furniture, dirty lawn chairs and the atmosphere all too familiar to me from my time-to-time visits to this place.
"Dude, why are we at Barry's?" My brother asks, frowning.
"This'll only take a second," JJ replied as he turned the engine off. Ignoring their talk, I get out of the van the instance it stops and start walking towards the house. The place was empty, no one was around.
"Ro, where are you going?" I don't reply as I keeping looking around, and walking towards the trailer house.
"Where is he going?" I heard Sarah frown when the echo of slamming the car door reached me. JJ must be getting out.
"Yo soy justicia," JJ stated, curtly.
I doubt if Carter was back or not, but nonetheless I climb up the front steps and burst through the house. It was a mess to say the least, as I scoffed. Beer bottles, powdered tables; probably used for making lines of coke, trash all around.
I walk through the place, getting into the kitchen, almosting gagging when I see how dirty and trashed it was. Barry lives like a pig.
I rummage through the cabinet boards in the kitchen looking for something important. Barry tried to rip me off, threaten my friends, held a gun to my twin brother's and boyfriend's head, he ain't getting away with any of that shit.
Hearing the door open again as I see JJ enter the place, still looking enraged as he did, his eyes roaming around the place. I huffed in anger, the smoke infiltrating my senses as I take another drag from the blunt before moving away and waking down the small tramped hallway.
