"hey! you! stop!" even the stomping running footsteps behind me didnt scare me anymore. this is routine. and i dont stop running. im a 'juvenile delinquent'. the cops nicknamed me 'speedy' because i run from them so fast. but thats a good thing.
for me at least.
i ran towards my casual hiding spot, but passed it. straight to my house, where i snuck in the back door silently. i checked my parents room, both silently sleeping i ran into my room and snuck into my bed and watched out the window. i could see flashlights outside but stayed still. they went away.
i went downstairs and checked the time, 12:25, past cerfew, not like i gave a shit anyway. i grabbed a bag of chips and sat on the couch and turned on some show on some channel that i didnt even care about. i have to admit that im high as fuck. so i dont even know.
"god dammit Dani, go to bed"
"but janet i wanna watch teletubbies"
"im mom and youre watching martha stewart?"
"oooooh... well they look the same."
"cmon Dani, lets go to bed."
"fiiiine. but i want breakfast in the morning. like martha the teletubby would make is she was here."
"ok. lets go."
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new day, same damn thing.
i dropped out of school a month ago, but my parents dont know, so i just walk around town. i mean, im 17, almost 18, so i wont have to listen to them anyway, so ill just stop listening to them now.
as i was walking to my casual place, this bastard ran into me and just kept walking. i turned to him and he had a cheeky grin on his face. "um what the fuck?"
"sorry pretty lady."
"you kinda ran your whole body into me and then laughed about it.?"
"hey man i said sorry."
"fine, whatever."
"meet me somewhere tonight?"
"fuck off."
"cmon babe dont make this difficult." he stuck his hand out to me "michael."
i stared at his hand and then glared back at him. "dani."
"ok 'dani' well lets meet in the woods, 11:30."
"..alright."
"see you then, dani."
"bye?"
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oooooooooooooookay bye
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