Hey guys this is my first fan fiction. So don't hate k? K. Tell me what u think about the name. I couldn't think of anything else. So ya. Everyone else seams to have names 4 their fans so I shall call u.... Oh I have no idea! Tell me in the comments what u 'shall' be called and I will choose. I dedicate each chapter to someone so tell me y and stuff and u might be dedicated to... I really don't no if that made sense. Ehh whatevs. This chapter goes to sara who u has book called how is it me u must read! K before u get bored with me I will start writing.
Savannah POV*
'Ok I think I had too much 2 drink last night. Wana open the shack a little later 2 day?' I shot Amanda a quick text. Knowing me so well she would understand. She will know last night was too much cause I don't get hangovers. And if I do it's only like for an hour. So we would open soon.
I drank whenever I needed to get my mind off of him. We had been dating for 3 year. We had all been best friends until last year when it all started. Now AJ( middle name being Jamie) Hated his guts. But I had been stuck with him for the last year, wanting so badly to escape. Oh Luke.
Luke. I missed the old him. Now all I was to him.....
ICE ICE BABY! .
Amanda texted me.
That tone can really break an akward silence or cause one.
'ya gurl. Who the fuck is in my bed!!!lol see ya! Byeeee' classic AJ. Not remembering anything from the night before. Another thing we have In common.
I sighed getting up to get ready. I just earned myself 45 more minutes. Turning on my music and hopping in the shower, I sang along with my future\fantasy husband.
"I used to think that I was better alone, how could I ever want to let u go." we sang in unison, me almost whispering so I didn't die from the headache witch was almost gone.
Stop!
Don't look at me like that it is perfectly normal to be a 20 Year old directionor!
I got out after a few more songs and went to my room to find something to wear. I slipped on some black skinny jeans and a neon pink fancy-ish t-shirt that fell over one shoulder and some black flats. I dried my hair and while I waited for my straightener to heat up, I banged on the ceiling to make sure AJ was up. The only response was her wince and I felt bad, completely forgetting since my hangover was gone. I would shout sorry but... Ya know.
I straightened my hair and grappled my keys and purse after putting on a little lip gloss, mascara and eye shadow( the nessesities). I walked out the door listening to music not forgetting, just not remembering AJ. Oh well she can get a ride from Jeremy. The some kind of sisterly brotherly bonding type thing.....don't ask me no idea.
Arriving at the shack, I sent AJ a text.
'hey I'm at the shack. Thought u could spend some time with Jeremy on the way here. Have fun' she would hate me for this. Jeremy was her 25 year old brother who owned the part of Malibu beach that the shack was on. Being 6 years younger, he bossed her around, but she couldn't do anything because he had our alcohol lisence and he owned what was everything to us. The Shack. The shack was our run down carnival food stop along malibu beach.
'ughhh I hate u your lucky he hasn't left yet'
Her text made me laugh and I sent 'lol see u later' and put my phone in my purse. Another day at the shack.
