In love with a Lolita

Chapter 1 - Seventeen

In love with a Lolita

~ Chapter 1 - Seventeen ~

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It didn't matter what I did, I was going to be moved somewhere else anyway. Apparently they couldn't leave a sixteen nearly seventeen year old alone in a house.  The news didn't hit me well but the most I could do was wonder what my life will turn out right now. I didn't know whether I was moving to a foster home or not.

We never had a funeral, there was no time apparently. Before I knew it I was shipped off to a place where my father’s friend lived. I was shocked but I wasn't unhappy that I moved away, I never had a single good day in that school. I wasn't what you call it happy I was moving, it meant leaving behind the store and that store was my father’s baby.

Baby Loli, was what it was called, he named it that because it was something I was interested in. When the counselor came to tell me what had happened, I wasn't aware that I should be crying or be hysterical like normal people do. For me I stood frozen at the news, I was in fact confused and lost for a second before I regained my composure. It seemed like it scared the students who watched nearby, they were probably right I was in fact a freak.

I looked down at my clothing, I was wearing a frilly black laced skirt, with knee length bunny eared stockings. I put on a pair of my platform doll shoes and white laced shirt with long sleeves that dipped down. I held the frilly umbrella in my hand as I walked, the sun was beating down I was sweating and I was in turmoil. I worried that I would die in this unknown place I was walking in a deserted high way that only had one of two cactus's in front of me.

I was frustrated that I got sent to go to Bay County, a place where the so called friend lived. Why couldn't they pick me up? I traveled with a man who had no idea on how to fix his tires so I ended up walking away with my suitcase in tow. He probably thought he lost me anyway, but he was a policeman he would find me eventually they always did. I was fanning myself when I looked beyond the hazy scene that something was coming towards me.

Either I was going delusional or I was actually going to be saved. I looked down at myself and I realised that I wasn't wearing any good clothing’s to stick my leg out. I was covered in frills, with an umbrella blocking the sun, and a suitcase behind me. I did in fact look like a mess, I was sure the car coming towards me will not stop.

And I was right, it didn't stop in fact it sped past me leaving me in the dust. I growled with anger this is not what I had intended to do. I didn't know that I would be lost in the desert after my escapades. Was I stupid to leave the place I was meant to go to yes I was. However I didn't need to worry so much, the car sped away but I knew the way it was speeding that it would stop soon. Which meant I was close to somewhere and I followed the car before it became nightfall. It was getting chilly and I didn't want to ruin my clothing anymore so I walked as fast as possible.

And here I was, by the time of nightfall. I was staring at a neon sign that sparkled ‘Hoochers’ with a bottle moving side to side. I groaned inwardly and wondered what kind of people I would meet. Then I straightened up and saw the car that sped past me. This person whoever it was was in the building drinking away. I was annoyed he didn't stop to help but it didn't matter anymore I could ring for help this time.

As soon as I walked in, there was a cloud of smoke and I coughed which got so many attentions. Everyone stopped to stare at me and I with them. I was indeed the awkward girl they thought I would be, a freak in their eyes, at least with them they had their own identities with me, I was still making mine known to the world. So I was indeed embarrassed but my face probably showed no expressions, everything was all hidden underneath like it always was.