Hellooooo There. xD
This is a new story I came up with.. And yes! I'm actually going to stick to this one and write it all! :D yay! Its like the most modern day romance-y story thing I have ever wrote. Soo, Enjoy. And BEWARE-LANGUAGE. Okay so hereeee we goo.
Chapter One- I hear your moving.
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I started my way down the hall, slightly skipping to the beat of the Ke$ha music I left playing in my bedroom. I walk down the glass stairs and make my way across the living room. I walk into the kitchen and see my mother. "Sophia" she says, emotionless. I give her a quick 'sup nod and head to the fridge and grab a bottle of water, and then I walk back to my room. I have no idea why my mothers so pissed off at me, I mean, its gunna happen at some point. I'm nineteen, what does she expect? I get back to my room now and sit down on my bed. Im starting college next week. Moving out, Into my brand new apartment, with my 3 best friends ever. I'm beyond excited. I gulp down some water and turn up my iPod dock. Time to start packing my closet.
I open the doors and an avalanche of clothes attack me. Well not really, but you get what I mean. Clothes fall out in all directions, and lets just say, My closet isnt the neatest place in the world. A grab a box and start putting them in. I make sure to leave out about 9 or 10 full outfits for the next week and such. It's taking me forever to pack my closet. I never knew I had so many bras! I decide to take a break and walk over to my phone. I grab it and put it into the pocket of my hollister shorts. Yes, I am fairly preppy, Not like one of those whores that goes around banging everyone on the football team, I have decency, I'm actually still a virgin, and I say that proudly. I can actually have a boyfriend without feeling to held back. I grab a hair tie and put my dirty blond hair that reached to right underneath my breasts into a sloppy bun, pat off my white tank top, and set off to packing again. Man, Todays gunna be a long day.
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About 3 hours pass before I actually have interaction with a human life form other than my mother. Its my best friend Jamie. I ran to the the door and attacked her with a huge bear hug. She was moving to the apartment with me. The other two people were Kayla, and Howie. Kayla is Jaime's cousin that was really truly awesome. Greg was my GBFFL. Translation- Gay Best Friend For Life. He wasnt one of those extremely gay people with those girly voices and that got manicures. He looked like a guy, A straight guy. And then we get to Jaime. Probably the most, insane, crazy, randomest person a girl could ever know. Once she got suspended from school for a week in junior year because she threw a bucket of puke green paint at out art teacher Mr.Parker. It weirdly enough ended up mainly on his crotch so he ended up with the nickname "Puke Penis Parker" Lets just say, he didnt like her anymore. She was so spontaneous she liked to live without a care in the world. I loved her for that, She always told me that I lived to carefully, and honestly, I did.
"Hey Jay! Hows it goin'?"
"Hola mi mejor amiga Sophia, estoy bien gracias, Y tu?"
"Um, you know that i dunno what you just said right? I got friend and good but thats it."
"Oh my god Sophia, you took spanish for 3 years you dip shit! I said Hey my best friend Sophia, Im good, And you? Gosh"
"Well ya know, in one ear, out the other! Im fucking tired, I've been packing all day. So whatcha doing here?"
"You know just got bored, dont have anything in my fridge, wanted to see my bestie. Gotta problem!?"
"Um, Yeah, you've eat my whole fridge since we where twelve. I'm suprised your not obese yet hun."
"True, but big momma right here work out!"
"Hahaha, True, I guess. Come on i'm hungry too. Lets go to the mall."
