"Thanks for the ride. See you tomorrow." I waved goodbye to Fernanda and walked inside my house. It smelled of beer and cigaretts. I hated it.
I slipped my shoes off and quietly made my way upstairs. Once I got to my room, I shut and locked the door. Thank god no one is awake at 5 in the morning.
Me and that Niall guy talked for about an hour before his friend dragged him out. He wasn't half bad to be honest. He was extremely hot and very funny. I'm not looking for someone to get attached to, but he could be a really good friend.
I pulled a pair of sweats and a tanktop from my dresser and put them on. I laid in bed playing on my phone until I heard glass shatter down stairs. At this point, I was scared. Heavy foot steps were coming up the stairs, down the hall, and in front of my door. I stilled and hid my phone under the covers.
"Shit, she isn't home." My dad voice slurred and he sounded angry. He stomped away and I let out a breath that I was holding in for a long time. I was scared, scared that he would try and get in, scared that he would hit me again.
Yeah, im 17 and my dad still beats me. And I'm scared of him. I shook my head and closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep. After 30 minuets of laying there, I slowly difted off into a deep slumber.
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I woke up to my phone vibrating under me. I sat up and answer it without even looking who it was. "Hello?"
"Finally, your awake! I texted you about a million times," Fernanda's voice boomed through the phone. "Sorry, I'm just tired. What's up?"
"Well I got invited to a party."
"And...?"
"Your coming with me. We also need to shop for some outfits. The guy said it's gonna be huge!"
I groaned and rubbed my temples. "Look, I don't have the money to be out buying clothes right now. I just-"
"No worries. My uncle gave me his credit card. No limitis baby." I could praticilly see her smirk. "Alright. I'll be waiting at the gas station." I hung up and jumped out of bed, stumbling into my bathroom. I turned on the shower and hopped in, feeling completely refreshed.
Once I was washed up, I threw on a pair of light green shorts and a blue Hollister hoodie. I brushed out my hair and put it in a high ponytail. I slipped on my fake black vans. After I checked myself ih the mirror, I walked over to my window, opened it, and jumped off the roof.
I started down the street to the gas station. I'm actually excited for this party. Maybe it could be fun..
I saw Fernanda's Black Honda drive down the road toward me. I stopped and held out my thumb like a hitch hiker would do. The car stopped and she rolled down the window.
"Get in the car, loser." I laughed and hopped in the passenger seat. The car started down the road toward the huge ass mall that I came to love.
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After 2 hours of shopping, we went back to Fernandas house to get ready. "Your dress will definatly attract attention tonight," Fernanda remarked as I slid the dress up my body.
I smirked and rolled my eyes. "Not in a million years.."
But what I didn't know was how right she was..
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A/N
so hi! yes I know this is boring and blah blah blah, the begining of my stories are mostly boring but it gets better :-)
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p.s. Randy is on the side. She's played as Taylor Probst ^.^
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Lost And Broken
FanfictionWhat would you do if your mom was abusive and your dad was a drunk? What if you had to become a stripper to make money? Well, that's Randy for ya. Randy is 17 and is currently living the shittiest life. Her mom doesn't do anything around the house...