Destined... | Anthony 'Ant' Vaugn

001 The Incest Map

Map B*tch 
part 1

I slowly release the heatless curls I'd attempted to create the night before, my heart racing with anticipation. Praying to God that they'd actually worked, I take each curl out gently, my fingers trembling slightly as I reveal the final result. To my surprise, the curls have turned out beautifully, cascading just below my boobs in soft, bouncy waves. A smile spreads across my face as I admire my reflection. Maybe I should make this a regular thing.

Next, I slip into one of my favorite scoop-neck tops—a vibrant red that accentuates my figure perfectly. The color compliments my skin tone, and I can't help but appreciate how it makes me feel confident. Pairing it with a denim skirt that hits just the right length, I feel both comfortable and cute, ready for the day ahead.

As I move to my makeup routine, I keep it simple yet fresh. With only a few minutes to spare, I focus on a light foundation and a swipe of mascara to enhance my eyes. A touch of blush adds a healthy glow to my cheeks, and I finish with my favorite lip gloss, the scent sweet and nostalgic. I smack my lips together, satisfied with the subtle shine, and tuck the gloss into my pocket for any touch-ups later.

"Today, Lina, we have to pick up Ant and Dusty," I hear my brother, Spencer, yell from downstairs, breaking my concentration. I huff, slipping on my shoes, opting for my black Adidas platforms. At 4'9", I need all the height I can get, and these give me just enough boost.

"I'm coming, Spence!" I call back, rushing down the stairs. When I reach the bottom, he eyes me up and down with a peculiar look on his face, as if he's trying to decipher my outfit.

"Umm, what are you wearing?" he questions, his tone a mix of confusion and disbelief.

I let out an exasperated sigh, grabbing my bag as I pull his arm toward the door. "You're so overdramatic; hurry up!" I exclaim, stepping into the car.

Spider still hasn't gotten his driver's license yet, nor have his friends, so I've volunteered to drive Ant. He rides his bike to school, but after some bullying, he asked if I could drive him, and I happily agreed. Dusty tags along, too, but I can't really complain since their houses are conveniently on the way to school. It saves me the trouble of making any extra stops.

Once in the car, I insert the key into the ignition, the familiar sound of the engine starting filling the air as I pull out of the driveway. The drive is short and uneventful, and before I know it, we arrive at school.

I find a bench and take a seat next to my brother, feeling Ant's head lean against my shoulder. It's a small moment of comfort amidst the chaos of school starting again, and I can't help but smile at how effortlessly we all fall into our routine.

"Weed gummy?" he questions, a mischievous glint in his eye. I glance at him, a chuckle escaping my lips, thinking he's joking—until he pops one in his mouth, his casualness surprising me.

"Ant, it's like 8:30 in the morning," I reply, feigning disbelief. Spider and Dusty crack up beside us, their laughter filling the air with a lightheartedness that's contagious.

"It's the first day of school, though," he counters, still holding the gummies out like they're the most normal thing in the world. I can't help but laugh, rolling my eyes at the absurdity as I take one from him and pop it into my mouth. The sweet and slightly tangy flavor bursts against my taste buds, a strange but fitting start to the day. My gaze drifts around the bustling parking lot, spotting my friends exiting their cars, though I notice Harper is conspicuously absent.

"ANGIE!" I hear Missy scream, and excitement surges through me as I jump off the bench and dash toward her. She swings her arms around me, lifting me off the ground slightly, and I let out a delighted squeal.