Aria's POV:
I ran, I ran all the way home. I didn't wanna be around that son of a bitch. I went up to my room grabbed my spray paint and drove to his house. His mom was home but I don't give a rats ass about that hoe. I shook the bottle and started spray painting his house. I wrote on his wall in big letters
"F U C K Y O U"
When I was finished his mom came outside and threatened to call the police. I flipped her off and drove off.
I honestly don't know why I'm like this. I turned one the radio and Some random artist started playing. I hope one day I'll get out of this shitty town and away from these dumbass people, especially Mike. You know the guy who posted the picture of the underwear and bra tree. I guess I was daydreaming cause I ran over this guy. "SHIT!" I got out of the car he was in pain I could tell, but I couldn't really see his face "Oh thank god your not dead, okay bye!" I started to get back in my car "wait, Aria?" The guy said I turned around and saw HiM! "GOd DaMmit! Your not dead!" I said "Thank god right" he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and was halfway in when he said "can you give me a ride?" I looked at him with the bitchiest face I could make "oh come one! I'm just trying to find my girlfriend cause you know we kinda broke up but she won't answer my calls and reply to my message it's complicated! You know! Wait, no you don't." I cross my arms "sounding a little desperate there buddy boy" I said intimidating his smirk. "Please?" I sighed "fine, get in" he got in and it was silent, for a very long time. "I hate you, you know that right?" I said breaking the silence, "yeah actually I do" he said looking at me "so where is this ex of yours?" "I actually don't know, but! I know she's somewhere in Minnesota" I looked at him like he was insane! Witch he was! "Are you fucking crazy! I'm not driving all the way to Minnesota!" I said with a nervous laugh "Please! Okay! We'll have fun! Besides you get alone time with The Mike Anderson you know those aren't free" he said with a grin, "you know if you weren't such a low life cocky ass, my level of hate for you would've gone down". Well guess I'm stuck with Douchebag Mike for 24 hours. Why did I agree do this? Oh yeah, cause my life sucks.
"Why are you staring at me?" I ask, "your broken"
"I know" I say with a laugh. "I would fuck you, if I was deaf" I said "yeah?" "Cause then I wouldn't be able to hear your annoying voice" I say while talking a sip out of my water. "Anyway" he said.
A/N
Word count: 533
I know this is very confusing and all over the place but this is where the story begins. It's lame ik. Anyway GOODBYE HOES!
