Arabekka POV:
I shaved my hair today.
It was a power move, for sure.
I always wanted to look like Parker Cannon. He has been my idol since I was twelve, I'm 21 now, and need a use for my birthing hips. They're quite incredible, actually. I grew them myself. I cry at night because of how great they are.
Tonight I'm going to a The Story So Far concert, The Story for short (haha).
They're my favorite band, mostly because of Parker Cannon, because he's so hot. I love Parker Cannon.
I got ready by applying my eyebrows to my lower forehead, upper eye area. I then applied my eye hair color. They're #blaq. I think I put on like.. Foundation? I slipt on my black shorts and black shirt. I'll just have my hair be normal. My hair is bro3En (brown).
As I was pulling on my purple velvet docs, my brother, James (Jim) walks in.
"Hey James (Jim), sah"
"Sahhhhhhhhh"
"ha ha ha"
"o h m y g o d"
James (Jim) exited the set (my room).
"Bye James (Jim)!" I call after him, but he is gone. I never saw James (Jim) again. Ever. Except today, he helped me tie my shoes.
I jumped in my white van which had words spray painted on the side. "Loded Diper". I smile to myself. "Heckity yeah" I whisper.
"WHAT WAS THAT???" James (Jim) yells from his set (his room).
I quickly drive off to The Story (haha) concert. I'm ready.
