The sound of my black boots echoed on the streets. I was taking turns and letting my body take me wherever it wanted to.
I sigh noticing where ive shown up.
My house.
Did I really just walk a whole circle?
I stepped inside the house after shaking out my umbrella.
"Baylee?" My mom shouted and I sigh walking into the kitchen.
"Yes mom?" I ask and she styrs something around in her bowl before turning on the coocker.
"Michaels friends are coming over please change and stay upstairs. She said figeting. I look at her confused, I lokk down at my outfit and shrugg before skipping up the stairs.
"Baylee?" Michael screamed from his room and I rolled my eyes.
"What?!" I said popping mybhead through the door.
"My friends are not your friends" he said and I roll my eyes and let out a dry laugh.
"As If I wantes to be friends with a punch of messy jocks" I said and the door opens and 3 boys step in.
"And thats my cue to leave"i said roughly pushing past them.
I walk into my room which is right beside mixhels and let me tell you the walls are paper thine.
"Your sisters kinda hot"i heard one of them say and I roll my eyes.
"F**k off Ashton" I heard him grunt and I laughed. I plunked myself on the bed and grabbed my phone sctolling theough instagram.
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