Chapter two (the description)

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Hi guys,peeps whatever.) so this is the second chapter and I'm telling you it was far better than the first thank you and keep on reading
Note: whatsoever in this book or what I write are all from thoughts and imagination I don't intend to hurt anyone's feelings and there are a lot of typo errors In this book so please bear with me or laugh to yourself either one.

I get up to my room actually I  race up to my room quickly stopping by my mothers  to check but she wasn't there, she never was actually, it was just a form of habit I developed over the years.My mom is practically the only thing I have along with my sister\best friend joey, we've been friends since day care communicating with gaga and dada,ohh!that joke was lame😂
Anyway since my dad died or I don't know something I've grown up to hate him,he left when I was seven........seven

I mean he could have left when I was two or something ,whatever church says I believe it's not supposed to work like that forgiveness doesn't work like that you don't just make yourself matter to some one and leave . That's not love that's just torture a mental torture. I'm taken off my thoughts as i hear someone come up the stairs ,I look at the time on my phone and it says 10:50, that should probably be my mom then
Hi Mom!! I yell
Hi honey!! She yells back
And that was our means of communicating.shouting. Or laziness.I actually liked it ,it was unique I can tell.My mom was just like me ,I took a lot from her, lazy brown eyes,soft rose lips,mustard tanned skin and a big smile meanwhile I took my dads flat nose and huuuge appetite.we did have some good times. I guess.

I've lived in California all my life and presently I'm in hudgens seniors high school with my lovely friends it was sorta a coincidence how we met each other, Joey browing has always been my friend tho like birth friend I think if that's possible,she has brown eyes just like me and loves to write poems  and atimes I would catch her singing but she'd never admit it .she was great adviser to but her parents were divorced so she stayed with her grandma. Joey had pink hair that fell nicely below her shoulders and open teeth the kind that you couldn't resist.

Rogers Ryder  was next door and in all my classes where he always seats besides me (rolls eyes),he was the perfect cockiest friend, his name perfectly described him ,Rogers was a player I mean he still is,every girl wanted him, and wanted no girl he was a bad ass a jerk and a pullover but if he was your friend he was the absolute best,he had red wavy hair tanned skin and tattoos from his neck to his back pretty sexy tho and his favorite thing was leather jackets.

Jullie norman is a transfer student from Rome,don't ask me how,her mom's an ambassador.when she came she looked so lost I decided to be friends with her.she's a brunette with big bulgy eyes,she was the shy type she never really spoke much and was the slow brain type what I mean is she mostly failed the games we played and then she'd just say "you guys cheated" and we'd all laugh.

Younike is the drinkaholic meaning she's always up for a drink and that's how I met her in a bar.
She needed some air and I needed some air to I know you're probably wondering what sixteen year old would be doing in a bar, we were raised properly we weren't wild like some teenagers you see nowadays, I didn't know what drink to get and she noticed me looking all confused so she dragged her chair closer and said
"What are you doing here"
"Excuse me"
"I mean you never come here,I can tell"
"Is it that obvious"
"Yeah"
"Well a place like this isn't meant for a pretty lady" she scoffed
Deep down I knew it wasn't meant for me what was I even doing here I thought to myself
" I think I outta go" I said and I left
But I didn't go I went outside alright but I didn't leave I just sat out there on a commercial chair and fought back the tears that were threatening to spill "hold on zee you can't loose it, you're stronger than this,you're better than this" I tried to tell myself  but it couldn't and I cried, the kind of tears,the kind where you're struggling to breath and trying to say it okay but it's not okay.the type where you're forcing them to go back in but they're just as stubborn as you are  until a hand wraps itself around me and Hugs me, normally  I would push it off or just attack the person buying didn't I just stayed there for what seemed like ages until I say up
"You okay?" I could tell by the voice that it was the from the bar
"Yeah,I guess"
"You know something's bothering you,it's gonna help if you tell me tho"
I was actually taken back by her sudden behavior
"So you gonna tell me" she says with a questioning look
"You ever feel like...you ever think no one loves you anymore like people around you do,but you just think they don't at the same time"?
"Well I can't tell you what you want to hear but I Can tell you something ,live like everything's shit, people like you ,from the way I see care to much and that's your problem, I can help you take your mind of it tho" and that's when she brought up a bottle from her side and gave it to me
"Drink"
I grabbed it and I gulped down two mouth fulls  it sure stinged but I soon got a hang of it
"My name's zarahh tho"  and she just nodded. Time flew by and I actually forgot why I came there in the first place , a fly would've probably me over but Younike she wasn't even shaking like she's been at this.
And that was how I met her .

Davon Erance was super cute and the gangs sense of humor ,he had freckles over his face and turns out to be scarlet's brother, I first met scarlet in a backstage of a Justin Bieber concert and I noticed I saw her in school so from there we just sorta bonded,unlike Davon scarlet didn't have freckles instead she had square faced glasses on her face that never really fit her so much ur she's a blonde with dark highlights the same goes for Davon's as well but they were the best twins .

                                                        And we had Louis...
I know I suck at descriptions but bear with me and tell me what you think :)

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