Chapter 3: The Talk

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I was walking to the car shitfaced with Mackenzie bawling on my right shoulder. She could not believe Trenton would do that to her. I let her bawl on my shoulder whenever she gets dumped. I have a big heart and a lot of sympathetic attitude. Her world could not get worse. A heart broken, a mind going slowly on the mental, I am going to fucking kill someone mindset.

I woke up with a sudden urge to throw up and a migraine. I had 13 unanswered texts according to my phone. 12 from Alice and 1 from Hope. Hope's said 'at B and N you want to come?' I responded with a halfhearted 'Sure can you give me a ride from macs?' then she responded 'ya cool I have to talk to u'

Hope picked me up in a new car. "It is only a rental."

"I don't believe I asked." I reply

"You looked confused as to why I was driving this."

"Well I wasn't."

"You seem cranky. What's goin on?"

"Everything related to bad luck. A hangover, a loss of virgi----"

"You what last night!?!?"

"I lost my virginity." I say in a calm voice that did not quite fit the mood.

"Did you at least use a condom!?!"

"Yes."

"Phew! Thank God."

"Can we just stop talking about this?"

"Yeah." She sighed and then the car was silent for the rest of the reasonably short ride.

We walked inside to the best and worst place in the world. Northtown Mall. We walked into Barnes and Noble to browse. I had 350 dollars worth of inheritance in my pocket and I was going to spend it wisely. I got the Complete Mortal Instruments series for 100 bucks so I was set on reading material for now. I bought coffee for Hope and I and we sat down. "What were you going to talk to me about?" I ask desperately trying to find conversation.

"So I heard back from CPS and they said you could with me until you are 18. They said you have a choice either stay with me or go to foster care for a year and a half."

authors note: Hi guys I'm just here to tell ya that the people in this story are real people in my 6th grade class except for Alice. Alice is a made up character. Hope is my 9th grade cousin/sister/bff but she is writing her own intertpretation of this story on her wattpad books_hope_books

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