Skye's P.O.V
It's been two weeks since the Nirvana concert, and I haven't seen any of my newly aquired friends since the morning after said concert.
It was now mid August, and I would be starting at USC in a week. To say the least I was filled with dread. Cause if were being honest, I wanna be an actress. But Im also not sure if im ready to face the cutthroat competition in Hollywood.
After an hour of laying in bed contemplating life, I sat up and reached over to my nightstand and grabbed a pre-rolled joint and a lighter. I stood up and walked over the the balcony connected to my room. I sat on the single chair I have out there and admire the view, I'm starting to like LA living. Its really beautiful here compared to the filthy streets of Bay Ridge, Brooklyn. We had a big house there, near the water but its not like the water here its the dirty husdon river. Everything was on top of eachother, no matter how much money you had everyone was the same in the end. We all went to the same resturaunts and salons. We all went to the same schools and parks.
LA is a whole different story though, its competitive even if youre not trying to be. Its a matter of In-N-Out and Wolfgang Puck, and if you cant do both then youre not good enough.
I light up the joint and inhale the smoke, I hold it in my lungs for as long as I can and then exhale. I hear my phone beep, notifying me that I had just gotten a text. I pull my phone out of my shorts pocket and open it up to see that the message was from the one and only Leonardo DiCaprio.
"Im horny baby" Is what it said, and to say the least I was angry. I hadnt seen, or talked to him in two weeks and this is the first thing he says to me. All my life Ive been used by people, whether it was for my money, my status, or my body I was sick and tired of being used and thrown to the side like a god damn rag doll.
"Fuck you" I replied, because really what else was there to say. He was a fucking asshole, and quite frankly he didnt deserve my time. I eventually finished my joint and I got up to go back into my room. But before I could I heard my name being called.
I turned around to see Leo standing in my driveway looking up at me with that stupid, yet odly attractive smirk on his face.
"What the fuck do you want Leo." I yell down to him.
"You baby." He says, almost too quietly for me to hear as he walks closer to the balcony. Im standing there in my silk pajama set staring down at the devilishly handsom boy standing below me. I put up my index finger as if to say "hold on" and walk back into my room. I quickly exit my room and run down the grand staircase to the front door.
When I finally get to the door and open it, Leo is standing right outside leaning against the wall looking as good as ever. He lets himself in and looks around my house.
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the plums || young leonardo dicaprio
FanficI cant even look at her cause I wanna throw a fuckin bottle at her face