Red is a 17 year old girl finishing her junior year in high school when she begins a relationship with someone who turns out to be her idol. In this book you will see life through the struggling eyes of a broken teenage girl, who must cope with depr...
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Shannon was so nice, I felt like I'd known her forever. When we finally arrived at the motel we hauled our luggage up to our room and got ourselves comfortable, we were going to be staying here for 3 full days. Shannon painted my nails and I asked her about her tattoos and piercings.
I really want a lip piercing.
"I can give you one, I have a kit." Shannon said, I guess I'd been thinking out loud.
"Yeah sure," I smiled, "can you give me snake bites?"
"Yeah, do you have anything to drink?" She asked while I waited for my nails to dry.
"No, what do drinks have anything to do with snakebites?"
"They're gonna hurt like a bitch, trust me," she laughed, "you'll wanna be a little wasted."
"Let's go get some liquor." I stood grabbing my keys.
"Wait are you 21?" She asked.
"No," I sighed, "we could always show a little skin and see if they'll sell it to us anyway."
"Fuck it," she laughed, "what's the worst that could happen?"
We ran to my car and drove to the nearest liquor store. We waltzed in and strolled down the aisles, I went for Jack Daniels and Grey Goose, she grabbed a few twisted teas and we pulled our shirts down a bit to show off some cleavage. I walked up to the counter and put the bottles down along with a 50 dollar bill, and leaned over, smiling at the cashier, slightly pushing my chest out.
"Do you have an I.D.?" He asked not taking his eyes off my breasts.
"Oh shit," I fake sighed and looked annoyed, "babes!" I called to Shannon, snaking my arm around her waist and pulling her close, she got the message and batted her eyelashes at the man, "did you bring your I.D. I forgot mine."
"No babe you drove," she said fake pouting, "shit now we have to go all the way back to the motel and by the time we get there this place will be closed."
"It's okay, I'll sell it to you," the cashier butted in, "it just may cost a bit extra."
"Thank you so much!" We both smiled as he putt the liquor in a bag.
We slid him the 50, took the bag from him, and walked away making sure to swing our hips a little, and flirtatiously smile back at him several times. We jumped in the car and started laughing our asses off.
"I can't believe we just did that!" Shannon laughed, tears coming out of her eyes, "How did you know that would work?"
"I had no idea if it would, I just thought it was worth a shot."
I put the keys in the ignition and cranked up the radio, we blasted bad girls club by falling in reverse and then asshole from Ronnie's mixtape on the way back to the motel. We pulled up in the same spot, grabbed our bag and ran into the room.
"Never have I ever, let's go, if you've done it you shot it!" She shouted.
"Deal!"
"Never have I ever got a tattoo," I smirked and she tossed a shot of vodka back.
"Never have I ever..." she thought for a second, "fallen in love with someone I met online."
I threw the whiskey bottle back. We went back and forth like this until she was tipsy and I couldn't walk straight.
"How about those snakebites?" I smirked.
"I'll get the kit, grab me a water so I can sober up a bit, I don't wanna accidentally give you a cheek piercing." She stood walking to her suitcase. I grabbed a water and headed to the bathroom, sitting on the vanity, swinging my legs. She came through the door with what looked like a cross between scissors and tongs, a needle, and two lip studs. She wiped my lip and marked where she would put the holes.
"Is that good?" She asked.
I turned and looked in the mirror, she had done them perfectly symmetrical, and I couldn't wait to have the studs in.
"Yep, to hell with it lets go!" I took a swig from the bottle of vodka she handed me as she put the scissor thing on my lip, taking out the needle and counting to three. It wasn't that bad, probably because I was piss drunk, and before I knew it one stud was in and she was shoving the needle through the other side of my lip.
"Shit!" That one had hurt like a bitch.
"You okay?" She looked concerned.
"Yeah I'm fine, it just pinched, that's all." She finished putting the second stud in and I rinsed the blood out of my mouth.
"Thanks Shan, it looks amazing! I'll pay you for the studs"
"No you won't, It's no problem I love giving piercings."
We spent the rest of the night talking and laughing, I didn't need to start work until noon tomorrow, so we kept drinking and getting to know each other. I knew my head was gonna hate me in the morning, but it was worth it. I finally had someone that I could call a true friend. I was the happiest I'd ever been.
A/n: apparently 9% of my readers are from the U.K. How's the weather over there? Sorry that these are short chapters I'm thinking of starting a Ronnie Radke or Andy Biersack fan fiction.
