I wake up, my blonde hair in a giant mess as I sit up in my bed. I yawn then look around. My room is a giant mess from the night before. I was looking for an outfit for the party last night. I ended up picking a black skin tight dress with fishnets. I get up, trying not to trip on the mess I had in my room and walk to my bathroom. I look in the mirror.
"Jesus, I hate my hair. It's short yet it still the biggest mess when I wake up. I look like a fucking raccoon"
I grab my hair brush and brush my hair violently. Then I look at my face, realizing I forgot to take my make up off last night. I reach for the make up remover and pour it on a cotton pad. I then wipe my eyes with it. The cotton pad turns black and red due to my mascara and red lip from the party last night.
My phone starts ringing. It's my boyfriend. I pick it up.
"Hello? What do you want." I say.
"I just want to talk to you pretty girl." He says.
"Are you high?" I say.
"Maybe or maybe I just want to talk to you." He responds with.
"Your definitely high, I'm coming over, you better hide all your shit before I come over or I'm taking it away" I say then hang up the phone. I walk back into my room. I pick up a TV girl shirt. I take of my crop top, throw it across the room and put the TV girl shirt on. I then put on dark blue shorts and black leg warmers.
"Hm it needs more...sparkles" I say then walk over to my jewelry drawer that's struggling to stay closed. I grab 3 chains each a different style. I then put them around my neck. I put a lot of bracelets on and put rings on each finger. I grab my vans and put them on. I grab my Hello kitty bag and start shoving stuff in it.
"Head phones, pepper spray, touch up make up, pocket knife, chapstick, pens, notepad, and condoms- wait condoms? Why the fuck do I have condoms?"
I say as I look at the pack of condoms that came from no where.
"Oh well" I say and shove them in my bag and zip it up. I put my bag on, grab my skate board and head out my room.
"Good morning sweetheart" I hear my mom say from the kitchen as I stumble down the last few steps.
"Good morning mama" I say back as I walk into the kitchen and plant a kiss on her forehead.
"Would you like something to eat? Or maybe some orange juice?" My mom asks holding up a cup of orange juice.
"No thanks I'm heading to uhh my friends house" I replied.
"Oh okay, be back before dinner or let me know if your staying the night please" my mom says going back to cooking.
"Will do" I say as I walk out the door. I hop on my skate board and head to my boyfriends house.
I knock on his door.
"Hello? Let me in. You better have hid your shit too." I hear the door click then open.
"Hey my love" my boyfriend says. I plant a kiss on his cheek and walk inside then throw my bag down.
"Are any of your friends here?" I say.
"Nope, just me and you" he says.
"Okay, I need you to sit down" I say forcing him to sit down.
"Fine." He says and he sits down on the couch.
"You need to stop getting high and if you do you have to share with me." I say.
"Nope, you can't get high remember? You promised~" he says in return making eye contact.
"You're gay" I say. Trying to lose eye contact with him. It makes me lose my train of thought.
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The Hangout
RandomThis a story about a girl who went to hangout with her boyfriend at his house. They thought it would just be a normal hangout but everything took a major turn.
