𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌.
After having to hear my grandparents scold me for wanting to eliminate my life and having a list of plans to do so, I knew that I'd need to find something to do for the evening to take my mind off of things.
So, once I was finished unpacking and settling into my terrible bedroom, I took my attention to this website where I could connect with locals with excellent recommendations for fun.
*Insert a post here...*
"Where do I find happiness?..."I slowly said as I began to type, putting 🏠🎉💊🥃🍃💨 next to it before pressing 'POST'.
I was 8 months sober and clean, I had more than enough belief in my progression. But, I knew that I needed to start fresh and starting fresh wasn't going to involve me being here with my delinquent relatives. I needed to be driving the boat with Megan Thee Stallion and Nicki Minaj already.
𝐊𝐀𝐘'𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃:
The day I came across this group of losers was the day everything in my life somewhat started to make sense, or so I thought. You see, all five of these individuals have their own twisted lives going on and are probably just as close to death as I personally am.
They were all a bunch of Seniors with no life plan whatsoever and all they ever did was spend their nights trying to party, well, most of them did. If I have to break it down for an introduction, you'd have to promise me that you'd spend your time actually listening to the words that left my mouth, lol. Now, who do we start with? Oh, yeah... Greg.
"It's Pre-Party shots for this guy!" Greg's hand grabbed the shot glass as he poured his liquor of choice before quickly placing the glass to his lips and letting the liquid enter his system.
Greg was everybody's favorite guy, even when he was being a major asshole to everyone else; he was that one guy who knew what it took to throw an epic party. Greg was rarely ever nervous. Outside of being the white guy who overused his 'black card' in Atlanta, Greg was everyone's favorite here.
I must admit to you, he was quite the charmer when we first ended up meeting. But, you all will see exactly what I mean eventually as we dig deeper into all of this.
Greg and Cartel were best friends first, mainly because Greg was dying to have black friends in his circle even though he never personally said it, and he knew that Cartel was the plug for the Trap House. Yet, he's known for having a very wild reputation around town; mainly for his good looks and his athletic track record from the past.
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Teen FictionKay is 16, a rebellious and entitled young woman as a result of her dysfunctional home life. Pushed aside by her parents after she's released from a Juvenile Detention Center and Recovery Center, Kay is sent to her grandparents in Atlanta, Georgia u...