*VIRGINIA'S POV*
I wanted to get out if here. It always felt like try didn't even know I was here. All my classmates pretended they didn't hear anything when I talked, which was rare. I'm pretty sure they all had a class meeting, minus me, and decided to straight up ignore me. I grew tired of trying to be friends with them. It took too much effort and I wasn't getting anywhere with it. So I gave up.
My bad habits were getting worse as worse. I drank almost every night, not getting completely drunk, just enough to make me feel better about myself.
Yet, even with my excessive drinking habit, my parents never noticed. I only saw my father for about thirty minutes on Thursdays. And that's only because he would leave work early to go golfing, and come home to change. He was a neurologist.
My mother was a publicist. And here I was, the "perfect" daughter of a neurologist and a publicist. Two wealthy, successful, social parents, and then look at me. The slump of the family.
My many tries to make friends in school had failed. So I decided to party it hard tonight. I didn't care what happened. Actually, I did. I had this plan in my head. I was gonna bang some random guy at the bar, and hope that I got pregnant. Call me crazy, a 19 year old that actually wants to get pregnant. But I felt this was the only way to get the attention I deserved from my parents and classmates.
And tonight was the night. My life was going to change so much in the next couple of hours. But all I could think of was who would the lucky guy be?
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