chapter eight

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songs for the chapter: 

blackbear: wasteawy idfc and dirty laundry

I woke up to the smell of eggs 

mmmmmm egg.

 i look around im in a room with a dresser and a flask bottle. i walk over to it and take it and put it in my back pack. "drew!?" i yell threw out the house

"downstairs!"  she yells back

"im going to change then go down!" i yell back

"ok!"

i walk to the next bedroom and open the drower. a girl lived here she must of been my age. i pulled out at least 7 bras and shoved them in my bag and kept a blue lacy one out. then i got to the underwear and  pulled out the drower to find only thongs.

"great" i mumble to myself notes the sarcasm. i mean i don't hate them but there not the most comfortable.

i put on a black and pink one pretty sexy if you ask me. i walked back to the closet and got a grey tank top with high waist jeans. i found a little flowy jacket i slipped on. next i went to the bathroom. i took out my toothbrush brushed my teeth, then left my hair in its natural waves. i open the cabinet under the sink to find a make up bag, and a bunch of pads and tampons. 

"ooooo lord you are helping mamma to dayyy" i sang in a high pitched voice. first i grabbed the mascara and then some darker red almost brown lipstick and applied. i got ALLL of the girls stuff and put it in a bag. then i left 

"hey Drew" i walk down she was wearing baggy jeans and a blue crop top

"you found the closet of wonderland to?" she comments laughing

"i think we look sexy" i smile at her as we laugh.

i walk into the living room there was stuff scattered everywhere including a Polaroid camera 

"DREW!! DREW DREW!" 

"what!!!" she runs in with a knife in her hand

"take a picture with me" i smile at her

"wtf, fine only because i look sexy" i laugh at her.

we took the picture as it came out of just the two of us

"ok now come on i made breakfast" she rushes me

"yeah then we got to go" i answer back i walk in to see 2 glasses of OJ and 2 plates of eggs "how did you get this stuff?" i ask puzzled

"they had an orange tree so i took all the oranges off the tree and put them in my bag. And there was two chickens in a little barn thingy and they each had 3 eggs so there's breakfast" half way through her story i was already almost done scarfing down my food.

 once we finished i laced up my boots and we got our multiple backpacks and left 


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"So how far is your group? my back is dyingggg" she breaks the silence groaning and complaining. 

"Drew. shut up"

i here her giggle from behind me before she asks another question.

"can you tell me about your group?"

"you ask a lot of questions" i laugh

"just trying to create conversation" she shrugs

"well there's Rick our leader. Daryl that dumb ass who left me. there's a lot more" this time it was my turn to shrug

"what about Carl"

"what how did you no about him i didn't tell you"

"you were mumbling his name when you were sleeping"

"oh" i look down blushing "He was just one of your average fuckboys" i laugh it off

"whats he like?" 

so.many.questions

"hes an idiot but sexy" we both laugh "come on the prison is just over this hill!" we begin to run but i stop at the sight in front of me "no no no nooo" i break down crying

oooooo cliffhanger sorry loves ok questions


whats the worst trouble you have been in?


right now im in a different school because i brought a vape to school oops


im so weird 

ok i also want to try something new: so im going to ask a question and its about me if you guess it right you get a shout out in my story and on my page, a follow and you can think of what else you want 

ok the question is:

what is my favorite color:

good luck :)






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