Chapter 10: safe

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Cry-baby grabbed my hand and lead me to his motorcycle. I wrapped my arms around his thin torso. I held on very tightly when he set off. I was scared in case we hit a bump and I fell off the back. Hopefully I was safe with cry-baby. It felt like I was safe if I was with him.

Around ten minutes later, we reached a place called turkey point. "Have you been here before?" Cry-baby asked me with a smile.
"Um, no. I was never aloud although I always wanted to come here." I replied.
"This is where I live. Ain't it beautiful?"
"Yeah it's amazing, but I'm scared in case I don't fit in. I mean I love it but your friends might not like me."
"Oh come on dahlia, you look square coz you got that dress on but I know inside your a drape." He spoke to me with comfort and reassurance.

"Well what do we have here" someone spoke from behind me. I turned to see the three girls that were with cry baby when he was stood outside the car.
"First square to ever set foot in turkey point." The blond one on the far left spoke.
Then the black haired one,"it's ok mama, welcome to the juke box jamboree." She smiled at me which caused me to smile back.
The blond spoke , " don't dig it babe you need a new look." Cry-baby the said her name was wands
Then one that spoke first spoke again," don't you got tits stick em out for god sakes." Cry baby told me her name was hatchet face and she doesn't mean any harm.
Finally, the girl with black hair spoke," the first thing a cry-baby girl learns is that our bazoomz are our weapons." Cry-baby said she was his sister, pregnant and her name was pepper. Pepper seamed nice. "What do you say girls how about we give her a drape make over?" She looked at the girls and they nodded at her.
"Think I got what it takes" I said jokingly.
"Wohoho"they said in reply.
"You got it Dahlia, you got it raw." Cry baby said.

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