Between the lines

chapter 1

"Olivia......."

"Olivia!!!...."

"OLIVIA!!!!!!"
I snorted as i quickly gained consciousness out of my sleeping state.
"Wha... Yea... Im up, im up" i groaned at my phone which held my best friend kyla on the other end.
"Girl this is the second time you've fallen asleep... And its only been 30 minuts into our call!!!"
Slipping a Vans hoodie over my baggie black tank top i chuckled acknowledging my best friends existence on my phone.
"Yeah i know, im sorry i just haven't gotten any sleep at all lately"
Kyla sighed
"Its that damn job again aint it girl?" i also sighed
"Yeah, they made me work double shift because rachel couldnt fucking make it in last night" oh boy i could basically hear the dirty look on her face.
"Whatever, you have to learn theres a time to say no livy, and last night would have been one of them" checking the time, rolling my eyes, picking up my phone and bookbag, i then replied back to her suggestion.
"Well you know how it is girl, i have to make sure todays rent was paid and with that extra cash i got from that shift i can get some extra food this month too, i have to go wake up Casey, ill see you in school"
"Alright liv be safe getting here" And with that she hung up. My daily routine was kind of a hassle but i made it work. I walked out of my room into the dim and small hallway with chipped paint and an off white color that i didnt dare complain about, it was a place to live after all. I walked into my little sisters room to find her surprisingly already awake, dressed, and brushing her hair, which she was highly failing at and i could read the frustration on her face like a page in a book, thats when i remembered... "Wanted to get a head start on picture day huh?" i questioned.
"Well duh" she giggled playfully. In this big trashy world casey was about the only pure thing i ever had left to love. This little 7 year old took after dad with his skinny tall sharp features unlike me who had taken after my mom and was on the thicker side and her head was full of wavy porto recan hair which i also had. Another difference was our eyes. While hers were a beautiful reddish brown color, mine were a metalic blue. I walked over to her struggling arms and gently took her brush and effortlessly pulled it back into a nice neat bun.
" how do you do it so perfect, i thought i could finally get it" i laughed.
"Practice makes perfect" i looked at her reflection one last time before patting her sholder and walking out. "Hurry up im gunna make eggs!" as soon as that was said scattering sounds were heard as well as a thump and a loud "umph" i stopped for a minute. I was about to ask if she was alright when she peeked her head out of the doorway from the kitchen from the floor, looked at me, and asked "can mine be sunny side up?" i now laughed even harder. Wow nice casey your gunna make your big sis piss herself. "Yes you can have your sunny side up"
After breakfast i drove casey to school and made my way to mine. I was currently in my senior year of high school and i couldnt wait for it to end. I could get a real job instead of part time and find a college so i can get some real money and make a better life for my little sister. The life she deserves. Honestly as much as i wanted school to end, i also kind of like school. I can still feel like a kid there and make thoughts vanish from my head as i concentrate on other things like homework and lesson plans. There was only one problem.... Boys..... And not any boy in particular, but one that seems to want to spend all his fucking time trying to waste mine with teasing and being an asshole. Justin fucking havor. This ass has not only just called me harsh and undignified words that i shall not say, but has also tripped me on multiple occasions, continues to knock my school shit out of my hand in the hallways, and also takes great pleasure in slamming my locker door in my face.
"Sup liver worst" speak of the devil and he shall appear.
"The fuck do you want justin"
"Wow, such a warm welcome i think i heard a hint of love in that"
"I dont know what you call love, but i call that i want you to leave me alone because i dont like you and im not up for your bullshit"
"Ouch, that hurt liver worst, right in here" he put his hand over where his heart would be.... If he had one.
"Im sorry but i dont think the species 'dumb ass' has a heart in them.
"Feisty" he chuckled "i like it" umm... Ewww.... Gross...
I almost gagged "please, leave me alone"
He gasped "did i just hear you beg for me to throw your shit over on the floor?" i held my books tighter
" no, justin im fucking warning y-"
But he had already managed to shove it all to the floor..... Great. I bent down to pick it all up.
" wow thanks, and this is why i hate you" i heard him laugh one more time then start to walk up to me and bent down... What the hell is he- .... He fucking patted my head and smirked.... Oh how i wanted to slap that smirk off of his stupid face. "Have fun picking this up liver worst" he got up and walked away. While i could still see him in the hall i yelled out "AND ITS OLIVIA!!!" blowing out a puff of air i turned my attention to my books again.
" let me guess again... Justin???" i looked up at kyla and nodded.
" aw man im sorry liv, i wish i had been here sooner but my car broke down again and i had to catch a ride with my ma while she was running out the door for work."
" its alright k its not your fault, hes just an ass" i stood up again "and he fucking pat my head... Like what the hell?"
"He pat your head?" she gave me a weird look. I laughed.
" that was the same face i made" we both laughed. after a long day at school i let kyla hitch a ride with me so she could babysit casey for me while i work. When i got inside my job, got changed, and started my night at joes dancin' bar. What would i be doing in a place like that? Well im not a bar tender, and im not no stock organizer either.

I, my friend, am an exotic dancer.

Holy shit i wrote a lot. Well this is the first chapter. I hope u liked it 😅 im dead inside lmao