Prologue

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I have my two best friends ever over to celebrate the end of summer. But to me it's more like mourning the end of mine.

Today is September 5th and we start our 1st day of grade 11 tomorrow. We are currently watching all of the seasons of teen wolf in my living room of my gigantic penthouse which has three floors.

West and Lilliana are fighting over the bag of popcorn while I am changing the DVD from season 3-4. I don't know what I would do without these two. I had been dumped on the curb after I turned 16, by my foster care home and I didn't have anywhere to stay and I didn't even have a job. Lilliana let me stay in her guest bedroom at her parent's house and West helped me find a way to make money.

That had been last summer and I just turned 17 last month in August. West works at an auto shop and when I was all settled in my new penthouse he got me a ER650 (my precious motorcycle) in march of this year and I finally got my full license. Tomorrow will be the first day that I get to ride it to school. I also have a Lamborghini Aventador but I can't drive in it unless I have an adult in the car.

I am 5'8, I have a muscular toned body because I work out and take self defense lessons, I have thick shiny brown hair that stops half way down my back, light gray eyes with a dark black rim outlining them, I have a honey glow to my skin and my nose is hooked upwards.

"Hey, guys are you staying over because it's getting pretty late." I asked them.

"We thought you'd never ask"
Lilliana replied with a smirk.

She can be pretty intimidating for her 5'4 frame, full cheeks, button nose and thick auburn diva locks. I guess it was just the way she carried herself.

Lilliana is actually a year older then us but she started a year later because she was sick when she was younger. So she is my adult in the car.

"Hey, when was the last time you went to the casino?" Wondered West.

"Last week"

West is a 6'1 giant that plays football not basketball. He has dirty blonde hair, tanned skin almost golden and cheerful hazel eyes that come with their very own set of dimples. In school he is every girl's idea of a dream boy, except for Lilliana and I. His birthday is in a couple of months so he's still 16.

I was gazing out of my full wall windows at the casino a couple of streets away.

That's how I got my money, it started off by me doing card tricks on the street and tricking people out of their money then I saw the casino and I always played poker for fun and always won so I called up Lilliana and since she was spectacular at makeovers she made me look 2 years older then my age and West knew a guy that knew a guy who made fake IDs and there is how I get my money and how I live in luxury.

I went back to the enterprise couch and joined my best friends to watch the show. At this point I felt like the happiest I could be, I didn't need a man in my life and parents that loved me, I made myself happy by surrounding myself by West and Lil.

Those were my last thoughts before my eyes started to droop down and surround myself with darkness.

CD: Hey everyone sorry this is short. Comment and vote if you think it's alright and if it's not, well I'm not a self conscious person so feel free to voice your opinion.

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