Tortuous (adjective) : Full of twists and turns
Luciana Roberts 'Santini'
(girlxgirl book)
Kidnapped by a hospital nurse when she was born, for a gang trying to be more powerful, just to eventually be put into foster care.
When she is put in an ho...
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Today I have to go to hell, aka school, like who even invented school, it's literally a prison. Like what do you mean I have to ask to go to the toilet?! Or to leave and get a drink? I guess human rights laws are bent there.
I woke up to my alarm at 6:45 to get ready for school for 8:30, I have been avoiding my family pretty much since the shopping trip, and now I've got to spend a whole day with more of them and other random people. I swear whatever is up there, god or whoever, hates me.
Dragging myself out of bed I stagger to my bathroom to take a shower and do my skincare, teeth etc. Waking up early is something I never could enjoy, I firmly believe morning people are freaks of nature. Whoever has that much energy in the morning must have something wrong with them.
Looking out my window I can see it's an average day, I'm still not used to the weather here in Italy. The sun is out and there seems to be a light breeze.
I walk inside my closet and ponder over what to wear, if you ask me, there is no such thing as too many clothes. It makes deciding horribly hard though. I pull on a lacy blue bra with a pair of the same blue coloured boxers.
It's my first day and although I don't care about what those vultures think, I want to make an impression.
Although the guys brought me a load of stuff, I had a whole suitcase of clothes I brought with me. My eyes set on a pair of jeans. Smirking I pull them off the shelf and admire the intricate stitching of the design on the back, they were a pair of unreleased Saint Collection jeans, dark wash, baggy and low sitting.
Standing in my bra and the jeans you could just see the band of my boxers peeking out while my abs were on full display.
What?
Don't tell me you don't admire yourself in the mirror!
I'm hot ok, and I know it.
I smugly grin as I flex my abs. I worked for these, consistent exercise for years has given me this lovely body, why shouldn't I admire my hard work?
Looking back at racks of clothes I pull out a white cropped tank top and pull it on. The top part of my bra just peaks out over the top. The lower part of my stomach along with the top of my v line was exposed plus a handful of cleavage.
Now I just need some jewellery, a belt and maybe a hoodie? Though with this weather I doubt it.
Grabbing a blue and black studded bb Simon belt and a pair of my black and blue Jordan 5's.
What? I'm going for a theme today.
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