"You know Bender being a dick won't make yours any bigger" I sniggered holding eye contact with him.
He smirked as he wandered over to me until he stood right in front of me, his hands on my thighs. His face came close to mine as he asked-
"You free...
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<Saturday>
"AMBER GET YOUR ASS UP BEFORE I COME UP THERE AND DRAG YOU BY YOUR HAIR, BITCH!" I groaned but complied since I know he's not messing around and he actually would come up which actually scared me greatly.
"I'm up!" Sitting up from my bed and swinging my legs over the edge before running my hand through my hair as the other rubbed my face, getting the sleep out of eyes.
Just to think I could have stayed in bed for another 2 hours! Checking the time it was 6:15 and I had to be at the school library for 7:00.
Unfortunately dad is dropping me off in his truck before going to work. I groaned as I made my way to the bathroom down the hall and did my daily routine of a shower, brushing my teeth and doing my makeup.
I went back to my bedroom and decided to get dressed, looking through my wardrobe I found my mustard-coloured jumper and paired it with some denim shorts and my converse. Pulling my hair into a high ponytail, I checked myself in the mirror adding my lip-gloss before walking downstairs to the kitchen where my dad was sat reading the newspaper, a stern look on his brow.
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"I've been waiting 30 minuets for you Amber, be quicker" he grumbled throwing his paper down angrily, snatching his car keys off the counter. As he passed I could still smell the alcohol on his breath from last night, of course this morning he'd drank coffee to try and mask the smell.
Luckily I made my lunch for today yesterday afternoon before dad got home from work, since I knew I wouldn't have time this morning especially with...him.
Grabbing the brown paper bag that contained my lunch and walking past the coat hanger taking my fur denim jacket and black hand bag.
<AT SCHOOL>
Getting out of the car I said a faint "bye" to my dad before he sped off. I decided before I went in, to have a smoke. I pulled a cigarette from out of my black bag and sat on the steps, they were my fathers obviously since i wasn't old enough to legally buy a packet for myself. Unfortunately last night my father found me with one of his packets yesterday and lets just say he was not pleased, but hey whatever he doesn't know about his second pack of smokes going missing wont hurt right?. Playing with the cigarette in my hand I looked it over as flashes of last night rose to the surface of my thoughts. Shaken back to reality of all the memories I dropped my cigarette, scoffing I quickly bent down and dusted it off on my jeans, I ain't wasting a cigarette just because it fell on the floor. 3 second rule...
