Chapter 1: Techniques

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"It's the last day of school Goth girl! You gonna miss me?"

That's Larry Wilson. The regular, stupid, ugly and annoying bully who thinks it's sexy to push around a girl who will surprisingly beat your behind. Don't worry though. He's going to do it to the wrong person one day and they are going to fuck his life up. Mostly his face. Oh yeah, sorry about my rudeness, and how stupid of me to not introduce myself? My name is Elizabeth Scarlet, and im your usual emo girl in 10th grade. I don't like labeling myself in these types of ways, but being like this is kinda fun in a way. I go to Lakewood High and I am 15 years old. (Single by the way)

"Are you coming to the end of the year party?" Said my best friend in the whole world, maybe the only person in this universe who I would trust with anything, (not even), Kim Walker. She is also emo, also a little too popular. And by popular I mean she tries to make friends with everybody but they all reject her. It's kinda funny in a way but then I feel kinda bad. Oh well right, I was not that excited about the party, but I also didn't want to be the only chick not at the biggest party of the year. Kim says I should wear something fancy to this party. Here's my dressing technique for anything anywhere anytime:

Pick anything off the floor

Smell it. If it smells good, then wear it

Make sure its black

Add some accessories (band merch, chains, beanies etc.)

That how I get dressed, not so surprisingly, this is how Kim gets dressed:

Go through your closet

Fiddle in there for something black

*doesn't find two shades of black that match*

"Fuck it! Im going naked"

*Wears the same thing she was about to pick up no longer giving a damn*

"Are you?" I ask her.

"Yea totally I mean- if your going then I will totally I mean yea like *clears throat* yea." Oh wait. One thing I forgot to mention about Kim. She's a lesbian. I really don't care because she's the best friend I've ever had.

"Hey Lesbos, you coming to the end of the year party?" Says Larry.

"Yea I'm coming, why fruit cup?" says Kim.

Larry had this face were it was pretty obvious he was defeated. He walked away trying to look like a straight boy knowing he walks like hes gay.

"That was awesome dude." I say to Kim.

"Thanks breh" she replies.


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