Chapter two: Lane's side...
-one month earlier-
*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-*
I hit at my alarm a couple times before it finally shuts up.
I fall back asleep.
-5 minutes later-
"Another dollar, Another day, Kiddo." My dad sings through the door.
"Cmonnnnnnn I'm sleeping in here!!!" I mumble angrily respond to him.
I pull my legs out of the warm, inviting bed.
Monday's are the worst thing in the world, ever.
Ev-er
EVVVVVVER
I pull on a pair of black jeans and a red striped V-neck tee shirt.
"Lannne, you're going to miss the bus again." My dad said while knocking on the door.
I grab my iPhone and put in my ear buds.
The ballad of Mona Lisa By Panic! At The Disco
Or
The drug in Me is You By Falling in Reverse??
I text Mark for his opinion.
-typing sound-
Lane ~ P!ATD or Falling in Reverse??~
-ting-
Mark ~ definintly P!ATD.. HOW IS THT EVEN A CHOICE?!?!?!~
-ting-
Mark ~ dude, sometimes I really doubt you ∆.∆~
-typing sound-
Lane ~ gotta go see you in hell my friend.
-ting-
Mark ~ okidy dokidy my friend >.<
I blast Panic! At the disco and stride over and unlock my door.
I eat some cereal.
Then I'm on my way... To what I call,
Torture to the teenage race.
