How the Beat wakes up.

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The teenager throws the blanket off of himself. He stands up his purple and poke doted boxer all he's wearing. The boy walks to his bathroom and a small adorable girl smiles at him, she's wearing his shirt and her kitten hat. She loves his shirt because it smells like him and has his zodiac sign in purple. That and it made her look smaller and more adorable. "Hey kitten." She giggles and jumps up on him and kiss him and runs her fingers on her claw mark on his back. "You had fun last night too right?" He laughs and kiss back. "I had all sorts of fun kitten." She smiles and grinds against him. "Again!!" He laughs and bites her neck and she moans. "Not right now kitten." She pouts and nods. "Alright well I'm going to change." He groans and carries her to the bed and grips her thighs lifting them as he kisses her collarbone. "You win, you know I can't see you pout." She giggles and pushes his head down to her waist. "Mm just make kitten feel good." He starts licking as she moans.

Sadly it's not one of them stories. Now this is how the teenager wakes up.

The teenager wakes up with a loud alarm and he smashes his his on the alarm clock shutting it off. He opens his eyes and looks at his trashed room and stands up his poke-doted pants on and he walks to his bathroom and starts brushing his teeth. The mirror is shattered he could never contain his anger. In fact his toothbrush snaps because he bites down on it realizing he has to get a new mirror. He puts on his makeup to cover his scars from his fighting. He puts his shirt on hiding all the bruises and cuts his step father has given him. He walks to his bed putting his shoes on and reached under pulling out a shoe box and pulling out his lighter and his joint to smoke. He lights it and his brain becomes fogged and he is in a better mood. His eyes bloodshot and his face grins. He walks down stairs his step dad gone and his mother passed out on the couch with her bottle of alcohol tipped over in her hand. He kisses her cheek. "Hav goo da at skool." He smiles at his mom and kisses her cheek again. "I'll try mom." He puts his joint out and walks to school pocketing his joint. The walk is far but, it's always quite and peaceful.

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