A Slow Suicide

Part Two.

I started smoking when I was 13. seventh grade. I was held back a year in my early years I school because my mother pulled me out of school due to family issues all the time so I was never able to catch up. I didn't smoke cause I enjoyed it. There was no relief in smoking and I didn't think it looked cool. It was honestly just a slow suicide.

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The weather was rather dark and dreary outside and it was impeccable that their was a storm full of great horrors approaching. I threw my rather limp body into the driver seat of my old hummer. I don't even think they make these babies anymore but my old sexy black vehicle was to die for. The one thin I promised myself from the beginning was no matter what, when I got my license I would get the hottest car I could. I may not be able to afford clothes or food but hey, I got a hot car. At least with this I can drive myself as far away as I can when I turn eighteen in two months. Can I do that with clothes? Well I may be able to prostitute until I get a ride but no. I'm not like that. The only guy I can honestly say I've ever liked has been my best friend for years. Tony. And we'll never be like that.

If this traffic doesn't speed the fuck up I will drive over all these motherfuckers.

I pulled up in the schools puny parking lot only to see that all these worthless pieces of shit managed to fill every piece of space up with their worthless hunks of garbage they call "cars." Freshmen...

What's the point of school anyways.. I'll just wait for Aubrey out here..

Audrey- hey bitch I'm waiting outside for u. want me to pick u up or nah
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Audrey- Aubrey..?
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Audrey- Aubrey it's been 30 minutes. im picking u up now. b ready k?
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No reply for 30 minutes? What has this girl got herself into?

I walked inside the building after driving four blocks away until I could finally find a little crammed spot to park my large vehicle in. I walked maybe only four steps in the door before I looked up to the office doors to see something that could not have scared me more; Aubrey and Tony. My two best friends. But that's not what worried me.. Grayson was their too.. The most popular boy in school..

What has he got my friends into?

I furiously marched into the office to demand to know what this foul beast some people dare to address as "popular" did to my friends that those same people consider "social rejects."

"What happened!?," I demanded fiercely.

"Adriana Elizabeth Payne!!"

I could recognised that voice anywhere.

"Mom?," I said with worry in my voice as I realised what was really going on. My mom was handcuffed.

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Idk you guys I think I'm gonna put a total twist in this story which will probably make it a lot more depressing but hey I'm just documenting my life aren't I?
-mercy