Parking lot

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I sat on the most expensive and uncomfortable couch in the woman's house.
I guess they are going to tell me the news that I already know about.
Dad and her was standing in front off the couch and were holding hands. That made me puke a little in my mouth.
" Well you already know about the proposal but there is something else we are going to say to you "
They smiled big and she made a little giggle.
" We are going to move to Las Vegas! "
She hugged my dad hard and bitch smiled me.
" Why? " I finally said and crossed my arms.
" Because Marian is..-"
" PREGNANT! " She giggled and jumped of joy.
What the hell? Is she pregnant, my dad is like 50 and she is 20 something. What the hell.
Who the hell makes a baby with an elder?
I got up from the couch and walked out of there.
They didn't even bother to care because they were to busy at eating each other up.
I sat down in my blue car and drove home.

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From: Austin

Get to the parking lot by the school in two hours <3
- Fiona

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I wouldn't go but I am bored and tired of my life so I will go.
I got out off my bed and walked to my wardrobe.
Let's put something on.

Everything was done.
My head was straight, heavy make up, high waisted leather shorts that showed of a little but cheek and a nirvana crop top.
To be honest I look so hot.
But who is that chick Fiona?
Shit. I can't have my little bubble to the parking lot.
I took my mums black Audi.
It's maybe weird to steal her car but yeah.

I arrived to the parking lot and there were a LOT off people there with really nice cars.
The music was really loud and there were a lot of girls and boys who were talking about cars.
I drove up to where all the cars were.
I got out off the car and all the girl yelled my name.
" PEN! Get over here! "
A blonde chick ran to me and hugged me.
" You are so pretty! "
" Thank u " I said and smiled.
" So your are the babe on Austin's phone! "
She took my hand and dragged me to a car that looked like Austin's. Maybe because it was Austin's car.

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