The Purple Jeep

Chapter One: Senior Beginnings

{AN: I'm awful with like grammer and spelling and stuff like that, corrections are always appreciated, when politely stated. Also I write dialogue very strangely, if anyone would like to explain how its actually written, it'd be great 😊}

~Remy 💜

Every morning at five thirty AM an alarm clock rings. Every morning someone hits the

snooze button until it's six. Brooke Aston then crawled out of bed get dresses and does other

necessities such as brushing her hair and her teeth then gets a granola bar and drives to school.

After her five minute drive she sits in the school parking lot and contemplates finding a cliff and

driving off it. After her pity party she posts a few cute selfies to her secret dirty social media

accounts. Online Brooke is known as Samantha slut, getting paid to send nudes and dirty

videos, she'll even do FaceTime or Skype calls. The pay off is quite nice, that's why she started at

fifteen. Now that she's turned eighteen she is able to do it legally. This also has another benefit,

now that she has this saved up money, she doesn't have to worry about her college dorm rooms

or even paying for college and it's pretty much worked out. Well she never really had to worry

about a dorm since she planned to get a small apartment, she's not really a social person its

cheaper anyways.

"Hey Brooke!"

Interrupting her thoughts, Asher, the senior quarterback starts to walk over.

"Oh, Hey Asher, ready for football?"

"Haha always sweetheart, are you ready to cheer your ass off for me?"

"Haha yea totally, in the skimpy cheerleader outfit and everything *eyeroll*"

" Ooof, I sense some sass, did someone not have time to get coffee?"

"Uggh don't you have a home room to get to, I don't need to deal with you this early in the

morning."

"I forgot how cold you could be in the morning, so I'm assuming I'm right about coffee"

"I swear to god get the fuck out, and yes I did forget coffee."

"Haha knew it, well i'll see you later sweetheart'

"Goodbye Asher"

You'd almost think they were a couple. The cliche, the star quarterback and the head

cheerleader, but alas, she can only dream to date him. They've fucked around a bit, but other

than that dating would never work out. Oh well, she's not worried about it.

Soon its time to start the school ritual of listening to the national anthem sang by a student

who thinks she can sing, but she can't, then saying the pledge of alligence, or at least lip syncing

it. And now It's off to Spanish.

"Jesse its too early for this shit. I literally don't know anything"

"I know, I should have dropped this classe when I had the chance"

"Maybe she won't show up, or we could all leave and hide in the computer lab"