crossing lines

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    Hi I'm Brooke west. First things off I am NOT your typical "Plastic" or "Nerd" I happen to be what they call a "Bad girl". Listen I don't know why, its just my everyday life.

    Olivia:Hurry up

    Brooke: typing...

   Olivia:Just hurry
 
    Brooke:I'm coming I just need to feed my bike some fuel.

     I hurry and put my book bag on my shoulder and quickly run to the car. " what took you so long!?", Olivia yelled looking  me up and down with a scowl. "I told you my bike needed some fuel god Damnit!", I yelled back. There was a long silence. I turned on the radio and she stared at my hand, " cool ring",she complemented me. Her dirty blonde hair and blue eyes were shining brighter than the sun ever could. "Thanks...I guess", I  said. I slowly looked down. "You OK?" Olivia asked with her sincere blue eyes. I nodded. When we arrived at school I got out the car and and said "Thanks again." After that I decided to ditch Mrs Johnson math class because she absolutely hated me. When I was outside I whipped out my purse and pulled out my handy dandy cigarette. "You know those are no good for your health, right?" She asked. I turned around only to see Olivia with a her favorite jacket ripped. "Ugh....I know, I know".

    "Do you want to ditch class? I see those girls just don't know when to stop! Do I have to beat there ass again?!" I said loudly. "Let's just go to your house." Olivia said flipping her hair to the side. I hopped in her car she threw the keys at my hands and jumped in. "Here take my jacket." I said, "Thanks" she said pulling the jacket over my head full of red hair. I helped her put my jacket on. I started to drive.

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