Sweet Gigi

chapter 1

* Gigi on the cover*
Hey, the names Gina but I like to be called Gigi. I knew everybody and everybody knew me. I don't bother nobody,real quiet,and shy. Keep my head in the books ,got good grades. Always came Home to a Happy family. Funny how I would half of families with both parents. It used to be perfect until my dad started using,throwing away his life for a crack rock. My moma had to work 2 jobs to provide and was always stressed out. She died,my dad still out there on the streets using and Me living with my best friend, Lexi. I don't like the life I live but you gotta get it how you live, I guess.

That's enough for now.

Gigi.

I put my diary down before going down stairs to be greeted by Lexi and her mom into it again. I just stayed out of their way.

I got my bag and yelled"I'm going to the park,be back around dinner" it didn't matter anyway though cause they were to busy yelling. I walked down the stairs on my way to the bus stop When I seen a group of teenage boys. I really tried to walk pass without one of them talking to me but that plan failed.

"Aye shawdy " I didn't look back, ignoring them until one said " man,forget that bitch" them words stuck in my head and no, I didn't bother to turn around and say something because you don't know what these people are capable of anymore. this generation is fucked up now. I mean you could get shot for just saying excuse me. BITCH. It just wouldn't leave my mind. so instead of going to the park,I just went to the dance studio my daddy owned before he turned into a crack fiend. sad case,*shakes head* I pulled out the keys to the place, stepped into the locker room and got ready to dance my heart out.

after I got all my dance clothes on,I made my way to the floor. stretched out and then put my phone on the aux cord. I would still have my iPhone but daddy sold it for his crack rocks. stole it right When I was sleeping.

I put on "floetry - headache" I waited for the music to start then started to dance away my stress.

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It was 6 on the dot and I'm still at the dance studio. Laying on the floor, looking at the ceiling. Man I hate living like this. I'm wishing that I'd fade away right now so nobody notices my pain. I better be getting ready to go Home so I got up, got my stuff,and locked up the studio. I'll take my shower When I get Home cause to be honest, I don't trust them bathrooms. I mean the place is old and Who know what could be crawling around. I was on my way to the bus stop When I seen the bus pulling off. SHIT. now I gotta walk Home. I don't trust these streets either. I was about 20 blocks from lexi's house When I seen something on the porch to my old house. being the curious girl that I am, I went to go check it out. It was......

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Hah, left y'all on a Clifthanger but Hey I'll continue in the next chapter though, I try to update as soon as possible.

Peace Thugs ;)