The punch was so hard it stung. He stormed out of my room mumbling. A few minutes later his truck roared down the street. It was 3:49 so I started getting ready. I took a shower, blow-dried and straightened my hair. I put on my usual make up topping it off with some matte red lipstain. I never use lipstick because it wears off, lipstain stays on until you wash it.
I threw on Emma's black sweatshirt with some black leggings. My hair was thrown up into a messy bun. I threw on my red vans. And walked to my best friend, Emma's, house. By this time it was 6:13. "Hey Eve." She said As I walked in. "Hey Em, I'm wearing your sweatshirt today. You left it at my house." She smiled "So I see." I laughed a little then me smile faded. "Em we need to talk"
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My life as Everleigh Ross
ChickLitEverleigh Ross is a normal 15 year old girl, except for the fact that her father is abusive, her mother died on her birthday, he brother is 17 and his girlfriend is pregnant and she is still the most popular girl at school. But when Everleigh can't...
