chapter 1

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Yay first chapter, hope this Shit go well lol. Btw that's Mila at the top.
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As I drove up to karins house,Margo disappeared into the way back and returned with the bouquet of tulips. Taped the flowers stems was a note Margo'd folded to look like an envelope.

"MILA" I look up and see my father glaring at me.

"Somebody slept on the wrong side of the bed" I muttered under my breath.

"I gave you a year off because you wanted to explore and what not, but not for you to sit at home,eat up all the food, watch Netflix and read that same damn book" he yelled.

"On the contrary, paper towns is a very good book,the food here is free,and Netflix is life." I explained to him. He should know this by now.

He shakes his head smiling a bit "what would I do without you" he said to his self.

"Well me and sasha are going out in a few so she'll be over here" I told him.

"Ok, and be careful while you guys are out" he said before walking out.

I got up off the floor and called sasha asking her what time will she get here.

"I'm on my way now" she said.

"Okie dokie" I said in a baby voice before hanging up.

Me and sasha have been friends for about 8 year's. She use to live next door for 4 years until she moved, but we still kept in touch. Lucky her, she wasn't home schooled like me, but after school we hung out all the time.

"I'm home bitches" sasha yelled out when she came in the house. I go downstairs and i see her putting her bag down and taking her jacket off.

"Sasha my dad is home" I said in a hushed voice. If he hears sasha cursing he will ban her here. My dad hates cursing even though he curse.

She stared at me for about 10 seconds before laughing her ass off. "Oh Shit, dude I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry about it" I said in an Italian accent,which I did perfectly in.

"You get weirder and weirder ever time I see you, it amazes me" she whispered to her self.

"You love me" I said in a baby voice. One thing you should know about me is that I tend to talk in other accents and voices. Cool right?

"Okay so as I was waiting in line at the store I heard these two hot guys in front of me talking about a party. A college party. A college party equals hot college guys. So long story short were going to that party" she stated. I obviously didn't had no say in this.

"Wait how can we go if we don't know where the party is" I asked.

"Some red head was eavesdropping too and decided to ask them where was the party and they gladly answered her because of her humongous boobs" she answered.

"Okay then,what time is the party" I asked sitting down on the couch eating sour patches. I'm in love with sour patches, I can honestly eat it for years.

"It starts in a hour so let's get ready" she said, grabbing my arm dragging me up the stairs and which by the way made me drop my sour patches. Bitch gone pay. Bitch better have my sour patches. Stop it Mila.

She was in my closet looking for an outfit for me. My closet was big but it didn't had THAT much clothes. People would expect for me to have a room full of clothes since I'm rich, well my dad but I barely go anywhere and if I do its with sasha because my dad is too over protective of me.

"I don't understand, why can't I pick out what I'm going to wear, I mean I am the one who's going to wear it" I said.

"Remember last time" she said, not even looking at me, she just kept looking through my closet.

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