"So you think talking here and there makes us friends?"
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America.
I woke up Monday morning to the sound of my annoying school alarm. If there's anything I disliked more was Monday's and school. I rolled over in my bed and then heard a door close, specifically a car door.
I then heard the engine roar and knew that was my dad leaving. I sighed before getting up and going to my bathroom. I started the shower up and took off my clothes before getting under the hot water.
I took a quick shower before getting out and walking back to my bedroom. I closed my door and went to my closet to pick what I was wearing. I chose a slightly baggy long sleeve black shirt and ripped jeans. I paired it with my all black converse before starting to do my makeup.
Once I had light makeup on I blow dried my hair before brushing it out. The one thing I liked about my hair was that it wasn't curly. I sprayed a little bit of bomb smelling perfume before walking out and back to my bed room.
I grabbed my bag, sunglasses, phone, charger, and earbuds. I walked downstairs and seen a note on the counter. I picked it up and read it.
Here's $50 for chores.
Another $20 for school.
I'll be home late this week so don't wait up or cook extra for me, I'll pick something up.
Thanks kiddo, Dad.As much as people say my dad is a piece of shit or a drunk. He's never taken his anger out on me. He's just really never there, but it doesn't mean he doesn't care. Cause he does.
I took the money and put it in my wallet before putting on my glasses and plugging in my ear buds. I locked up the house before walking down the street and on my way to school. I got the usual honks which ended up with the usual flipping off or ignoring.
Up until a car rolled by me at least.
"America!" I heard my name being called.
I looked over to see a truck. I sighed but kept walking.
"What do you want Brandon?" I asked clearly showing him I was annoyed.
He kept driving along side me, "You disappeared from my party early."
"Yeah and?" I asked still not showing interest.
"And I was wondering if you wanted a ride to school? Maybe we could fit something in before?" He asked.
Ugh he was annoying and needy and I just took a shower. He was wrong if he thought that I was going to give him anything.
"No thanks, besides you don't even go to this school." I tell him.
"Come on America don't be like that." He tells me trying to get me to go with him.
I shake my head, "Just go find someone else Brandon, I said no."
Just then another car pulls up, this time it was a familiar looking Jeep. They were driving in front of Brandon's truck.
"Hey America! Need a lift? You look like you could use one." Shawn said nodding to Brandon.
I looked between the two, I could tell Shawn wanted to help and Brandon only had his own motives for giving me a lift.
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Bad Reputation; Shawn Mendes
أدب الهواة"Nobody knows the way that I know her..." ••• America Adams, the girl who's been bullied as a kid and rumors about her spread like a wild fire. She tried to stop them but nothing worked...so why not go along w...