[Layla's POV]
I woke yawning and checked the time. It was Saturday morning, 9 a.m. And I jumped out of bed. 9 freaking a.m.?!?! I'm suppose to meet Macy at 10! Oh, in case you dunno, she's my best friend. We have been friends ever since we were...well let's say when we were born. Macy is like a sister to me. And she's really beautiful too. She has long, wavy, brown hair, with bright, beautiful blue eyes. Macy is also really tall. Like a head taller then me. Well, I'm not that short!
"S-shit!" I shouted, trying to take out my shorts and put on my jeans, but I ended up tripping over and falling to the ground. "Ouch!" Yep! My head has probably gone crazy already. My head is spinning so fast, I almost puked. And I fell to the ground again. I felt comfortable yet not. So comfortable. Sleep starting dragging me down to sleep. Maybe I should just sleep....
I opened my eyes slowly, but fast. It was like some random dreamy effect on Instagram except this was real. Someone was standing in front of me. Someone tall. Everything was blurry so I couldn't see who. Can't be my mom. She's probably busy making breakfast and she's not that tall! Who could this person be?
"Morning sleeping beauty!" Macy yelled at me and I flinched.
"Morning... bi-bitch!" I said getting up and wobbled, then I fell. Again.
"How'd you sleep last night? Were you drinking? Oh my God, Layla! Drinking is not a hobb-"
"Shut up and help me up! Now." I ordered her,
"Okay, sorry, sorry." She said and gave me her hand.
"I'm just gonna clean up, could you wait outside for me?" I said and she nodded. "Thanks."
I went into my little bathroom and I looked myself in the mirror. My brown ombre hair was so messy I can't even explain it. My face was white as sheet, I looked like a ghost, my lips were so dry and they were cracking. I look like a really freaking scary ghost.
I washed my face with cold water and seriously, it really woke me up. And I took out my clothes, carefully this time and hopped in the shower. I let the warm water run down my body as I washed my hair and closed my eyes. I jumped out of the shower, dried myself, and put on a bath-robe and opened the door.
"What took you so long?" Macy said and yawned.
"The hell? I was bathing. Where are we gonna go today?" I asked and dried my hair with my soft, white towel.
"Someplace special. I'll tell ya. But get dressed first." She told me and I changed into a black t-shirt with black, skinny jeans.
"Where are we going?" I asked again and she looked at me.
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OK I know that was a short chapter!(;
(Sorry.)
So, the first few chapters are a little boring, but trust me, you're gonna love this story!(:
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Teen FictionMeet Layla Carlson. She is your average 18 year old girl. She stays with her parents, goes to high school and has a really good grades. And she always tries to avoid trouble. But when she goes to a party, which her best friend Macy forced her to go...