million, a teenage love story.

chapter one, new start.

[ picture of armani above. ]
armani's point of view.
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i was in a deep sleep, dreaming about the craziest shit. i was in a car crash and was knocked unconscious.

while i was unconscious, i was in an all white room, no windows, no doors. i was scared shitless. i panicked, banging on the walls, jumping up and down, feeling all over the place to try and find a door knob, and no luck. next thing i know, i see a dark figure appear out of nowhere, staring at me.

i wiped my eyes, looking closer, only to see my father. "dad?" i said, getting a bit excited inside. "yes, sweetie . it's me." i was so overjoyed. my dad had died due to cancer when i was 13. it made me so traumatised. i ran and hugged the figure, only to see that it had disappeared. my eyes shot open, only to see i had my arms wrapped around nothing, i looked around and i seen my dad leaning on the wall, staring at me. "dad, what the hell is going on?" he chuckled and shaked his head, when i didn't see anything funny.

"mani, calm down, my princess. everything is fine." i just stared, listening to what he was saying, because i was so confused. "i'm just here to tell you that i love you so much. i miss your mother, cody as well." i kind of teared up, hearing his voice. it's been 4 years since I've heard it and it was music to my ears. "keep yourself safe, my princess. keep your mom and brother safe. please. i'll see you soon, babygirl." the figure blew me a kiss, disappearing back into the wall. "DAD, WAIT!" i yelled, only to be left alone again. i fell to the ground, sobbing loudly, crying myself to sleep.

i was awoken by my alarm clock, playing the radio. "goooooood morning, san fransico. today is monday, and we know how everyone hates monday. today is also the first day of sch-." i hit the snooze button on my alarm clock, sighing and sitting up. i wasn't trying to hear that. today in fact was, the first day of school. "fuck this shit" i said to myself, getting up and walking out my room, into the bathroom i shared with my 12 year old brother, cody. he was only 1 when daddy died, he didn't understand then, he doesn't now. my mom thinks he's too young to understand, but we both know he's not dumb.

i turned the door knob, only to find it was locked. i banged on the door, groaning. "cody, open the door and get out, i need to shower." me & my family didn't have the biggest house. that's why me and cody have to share a bathroom. our mom is old, you can say. she's 60. me & cody are both adopted. we have older brothers and sisters that our parents had on their own. when my mom hit the age of 40, she found out she couldn't have kids anymore. it broke her heart, took her two years to get herself together. when she was 43, her and my father adopted me. we used to live in a HUGE house, but ever since papa died, we couldn't afford the house and had to downgrade.

"armani, i'm trying to shave. give me a minute" cody said. i scoffed and banged on the door, getting irritated. "cody jaylen salinas, open the damn door." i yelled, he opened the door, shaving cream covering half of his face. "what do you want?" he said with an attitude. "to shower. now move." i pulled him out the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it, covering my nose by the smell. "too much fucking cologne, cody" i could hear him laugh to himself.

i stripped off my clothes from my body, placing my bonnet over my hair, tucking in the loose pieces. i turned on the shower to the hottest it could get, stepping inside and sighing a sigh of relief. i washed all over my body, repeating it once more. i stepped out the shower, wrapping a towel around my wet body and opening the bathroom door, peeking out then running fast into my room.

i put on my green matching victoria secret bra and panties set. i opened my closet, looking through my clothes, humming to myself softy. i picked out a fitting green crop top and a jean knee length skater skirt, placing it on my bed. i looked under my bed and grabbed a shoe box, pulling out my white gladiator sandals. i got dressed, and looked in my full body mirror, smiling to myself. i'm not gonna lie, i'm thick. not very thick, but thick enough. i walked out and into the bathroom, brushing my teeth and washing my face. i took my bonnet off my head and let my baby blue, turquoise hair fall down my back. i curled it. after, i put on mascara and a bit of lip gloss.

i walked back into my room, grabbing my white iPhone 5c off the charger. i don't have the newest iPhone cause we can't afford it right now, but i'm glad i have the one i have. i   slung my MK purse over my shoulder and skipping down the hall of our one floor house.

i walked into the kitchen and kissed my mother on the cheek. "good morning, mama. how did you sleep?" i asked, walking to the fridge, grabbing a apple and a water, sitting across from her at the table in the kitchen. "great, mani. how did you sleep?" she replied, sighing in frustration. she had her glasses on and was reading some papers. "good.. are you okay, mom?" i asked, raising an eyebrow. "you seem frustrated." she took her glasses off, smiling and looking at me, grabbing my hand. "i'm fine, baby. now where is cody so i can take you guys to school.

"cody came walking down the stairs, texting on his old iPhone 4s. "here." he replied dully. "okay, let's go." my mother said, getting up. next thing, i was in the car, on my way to school. i was starting my senior year.