Warning ⚠️ racism, slight smut⚠️~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nikki's POV
The nineteen eighty's, The worst fucking decade in human history, Preppies and keyboards, stupid haircuts, Jazzercise, and "Just Say No." It all fucking sucked! So, what do you do when you're born in the wrong time? You make it yours. And that's what we did to the Sunset Strip. We lived just up the street from the world famous Whisky a Go Go. Every weekend, kids from the Valley to the beach flooded the strip, And after the shows, they brought the party to our place. The cops kicked in our door so many times, we had to nail it shut. So everybody used the window.
That's Tommy, our drummer, He makes a lot of bad choices. "Check this out. You're gonna fucking freak!" He says as his new girlfriend pulls his head between her legs.
And Speaking of bad choices, that's me, trying to prove how punk I am wow. a towel pats out the fire on my arm and I turn and see the love of my life, my girlfriend and future wife, rose, with an annoyed look on her face.
"Kayla? Hey, open the door. I know you're in there, Kayla. Come on, open the door." The guy ask as his girlfriend is being fuck from behind by one of my bandmates. "Is that really you?" She ask him as they both look at the flyer. "What the fuck do you think?"
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The Dirt
Fantasy"Hey Frankie what are you doing?" I hear my best friend in the world ask me as I sit on the school steps I then I take a deep breath as I answer her. "I just don't want to go home, ya know how my mom is she has a new boyfriend." She then sits next t...