Good Girl Gone Bad

Chapter 1

Hii I'm Aurora Cordelia Carol, I have vibrant pink eyes, and beautiful blushy cheeks, I was born with soft kissable light red lips, like snow white, I was always bullied as a little girl, because other girls thought I faked my looks, that I wore makeup. I have light brown hair with natural gold streaks that goes till my waist, and I always style it with a bow. I have an hourglass body, that's why I love wearing light pink corsets with bows dotted around them, they compliment my body so well. I'm so tall, growing up all the boys would poke fun at me, for being so tall. I have a birthmark on my hand in the shape of a crescent. The sun just rose, and it's shining through my ripped bedroom curtains, they got ripped the last time dad threw a tantrum. I get out of the bed and look in the mirror, my natural curls with no frizz shining because of the sunlight. I changed out of my ugly non - aesthetically pleasing shorts and tank top. I put on light pink underwear with such a coquette bow on it.
I put on baggy light blue jeans, because the last time I tried wearing tight ones, boys couldn't stop looking at my voluminous ass. The jeans have cute lavender bows on the back pockets…so I guess the boys might look at me again, I hope not though. I put on a white corset and tighten it using its strings “mmh~” I tightened it a bit too much, but it doesn't make a difference, because my waist is tiny either way. The skinny straps of my corset have cute tiny violet bows on it. I put on so much pearly white jewellery,  bracelets, necklaces, and earrings, with bows on it of course. The white jewellery is almost blending in with my pearly white skin. And I wear violet platform heels, with gold chains attached to the back, and bows on them. And I carry a lacy white handbag, with little bows on it. I don't  carry a backpack, or books because I rarely find myself studying due to how naturally smart I am. On my way downstairs, I try to avoid my mother and father on my way out.
“Where are you going dressed like a whore? A strip club? At 8 AM in the morning?” My mother comments, while holding a skinny cigarette.
            “I'm heading to university, mom.” I say dejectedly, with my eyes tearing up.
            “You don't need to be dressing like that, who's attention are you trying to get? Huh?” She passes another comment.
             “No one, I just…never mind I'm leaving, or else I'll be late.” I say as I run out the door, tears falling down, from my glowy pink eyes.
  
                      

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I walk to my gay best friend's house, Stenatte. I see him leaving the house, in a mini skirt, and crop top. And he turns around and notices me.
          “Heyyyy girlfriend!!” he shouts. Me and Stenatte get into his 2007 Honda to drive to University of Toronto, he majors in Gender Studies, and I'm going to become a doctor. We take the turn towards Hoskin Ave. As Stenatte drives The car he turns to me.
          “Hey bestie, you remember how your favourite band is in town?” He says while keeping his eyes on the road.
          “Omg yes, I wanted to go so bad, my dad stole my paycheck to pay the rent, and I couldn't afford the ticket afterwards, ugh this is gonna be the biggest regret of my life.”
          “Don't worry babe, I got us 2 tickets to their show this weekend!” He says excitedly.
           “Oh. My. Gosh. No way! Your kidding right? There is literally no way!” I felt like I was gonna die from happiness.
           “Yup! That's right girlfriend! We're gonna see One Star All Star”.
            “Stenatte your literally the best!” I say with stars in my eyes. He parks on the campus, and we both say goodbye and go to our classes. I head into professor Louis's class. I love her classes, she's so funny. I walk to my usual seat, and notice that the clean girls are giving me dirty looks. “Ugh their so pathetic” I think to myself as I sit down.

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            “Thanks for everything Stenatte” I say as he drops me off at my work place. I enter “Ninetails Coffee Bar”. I go into the back to get changed into my basic clean girl work attire. I hate being basic.
            “What are you doing? Get to work!” Shaniqua, my manager screams.
            “I am, I was just putting my stuff away” tears well in my pink irises.
            “Well next time, do it quicker.” She says and then leaves. I put on my outfit and get to the cash register. The first customer walks in, “ugh not him” I think to myself. 
            “Hey shorty, how bout after work you and me finna go back to my crib”. Ugh I hate these gross Toronto men coming into the cafe and harassing me.
             “Can I take your order?” I say with attitude.
             “No but you can take my number” he says with a smirk.
             “Sir please just give me your order” I say defeatedly. Instead of saying anything he just walks out. I sigh knowing he'll be back tomorrow.

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I walk home hoping by the time I get there dad will be wasted from alcohol. I open the door, and hear screaming and shouting.
            “Your a useless fucking bitch” I hear my dad yelling at my mom.
            “I'm more useful than you! You old loser, who can't go 2 hours without a beer!” My mom claps back. I walk in, and they both stop and face me. I ignore them and go up stairs, I've had enough with today.
            “Where do you think your going?” My dad screams as he follows me upstairs to my room. I run quickly, trying to leave him behind, he keeps following me, and keeps yelling. I quickly rush into my room, and slam the door shut, and lock it. I can feel the pounding on the door, I fall onto my floor, completely defeated. After a few minutes he leaves. And I decide to go to sleep.