My Life

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--This story was created by DoubleParadise's member Suzan--

Click, clack i hear my penny board hook into the pavement as i stroke my left leg onto the concrete and pushing my board forward.

My hair in a messy bun....my kicks on my feet as per usual...and my baggy as eff pants...i call them my lad pants.

My lads all have at least a pair..its how we identify ourselves. Ahh my little group of friends. Bela, Naomi and Nurhean. No others, just us which means no troubles even though we are always up for a fight.

Our signature looks is factorie "college" trakies with converse leather chucks and a shirt whether it be full length or three quarter. A thick gold chain and gold watch is all we need.

All the guys stare, all the girls stare. The difference is that the girls are all jealous and the boys just want some. I can understand a guys point of view, we dont ever cake up our faces like other bimbos and sluts.

Funny thing is; only Bela has a boyfriend whose really good for her. Orange side swept hair, abs and a slightly tanned complexion.

Naomi is in a bit of a love confusion with some guy in our year. This doesn't mean that he doesn't like her though. Naomis seen signs.

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