Sierra POV😳🐶💥
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After we all finished our art we turned it in to the art teacher. After 3rd period I had free time so I borrowed June's car to run home to get some more stuff for my locker. If your wondering how I'm driving I already have my license but I could never ask my Dad to buy me a car. If I did he would've just cursed me out or hit me for asking a such a stupid question.
Once I made it home I quickly ran into the house. Once I got through the door I put my keys on the table. I was about to run upstairs until I saw a figure sitting in the dining room.
I looked and saw my Dad sitting in the chair passed out. I walked over to him and I felt his wrist looking for a pulse. I waited for a few seconds then got a little scared as I held my breath. Once I started to worry I felt his pulse. I sighed as I felt a wave of relief. I continued to run upstairs.
Once I reached my room I grabbed some buttons and other stuff I probably don't need. I always like to decorate my locker so it won't be so dull.
After I finished getting my things I was ready to go. I checked the time and saw that I had 20 minutes to spare. I realized my curtains looked dusty so I went to the window to pat the dust off. As I patted down my curtains I looked out the window and saw a woman sitting in a car looking up at me through the window. Once she saw me see her she hurried off in her car.
Billions of questions ran through my head but I had no time to ask them. I got my stuff, put it in my bag and ran out to the car. I started the car and drove off to school. When I got there I was 5 mins early. I saw Lyrik standing outside my locker looking irritated.
Me: Wassup?
Lyrik: Where you been?!
Me: Girl! Calm down I went to my house to get some stuff. Why?
Lyrik: Last period I had Geneva in my class. She stayed erking my nerves!
Me: *laughs* What she do?
Lyrik: She kept laughing and flirting with everyone in our class.
Me: Girls too?
Lyrik: Yep.
Me: Ew.
Lyrik: RIGHT!
Me: Maybe her presence/existence just annoys you not her.
Lyrik: How you know that?
Me: Because she wasn't talking to you but just hearing her voice makes you want to tear your hair out.
Lyrik: Again, how you know that?
Me: Girl I've been there done that.
Lyrik: You should be a psychiatrist.
Me: *laughs* What's your next class.
Lyrik: Uhhh *looks at schedule* Ooo theater.
Me: Me too.
June: *walks up* Me three.
Me: Well let's go! *locks arms with June and Lyrik*
We walked and talked until we got to the theater classroom. When we went it I saw Ty sitting in a seat reading a packet of paper.
Me: Hey,Ty what ya doing?
Ty: Reading this script for the play.
June: You gonna be in it?
Ty: Imma try.
Lyrik: *looks at book* That's a musical..
Ty: I know.
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Twisted Truth (Completed)
Teen FictionSierra Moore...She's 17 years old trying to find some good in this twisted world. With her alcoholic and abusive father always on her she doesn't know what the good life is. With no friends by her side she is all alone in Atlanta. Or so...