Here I am again sitting on my ground, stoned, alone, staring at my ceiling that is decorated by my galaxy light. This has kinda been a ritual lately, well ever since I've moved to LA with my dad. He's gone 24/7 and doesn't give a fuck about me, never has, never will. Its only been a week since I moved here and I already miss, well nothing, there is nothing I miss. I know that there is nothing in Tennessee, but at the same time I miss it.
Fuck I hate thinking when I am stoned, whats the point of getting high when you do the same thing as when your sober. There is no point might as well go to bed, so thats what I'm going to do. I raised my small ass body off the ground and laid down in my bed. I began plugging my phone in and turning on my lil peep playlist. Hooked up to my speaker it was loud enough to drown out my thoughts, so thats how I fell asleep, stoned, alone, and listening to lil peep.
Next morning
I woke up to the sound of someone knocking at my door, god damn they were banging loud. I stumbled to my mirror didn't look half bad so I threw a hoodie on. As I was walking down the stairs I threw my hair into a messy bun. Opening the door I seen the mail man?
"Package for Nancy Mae Lane." He said handing me the box, it weighed down my arms the second it got into them. What the hell is in this.
"Sign here please,?" This man is getting on my nerves, how the hell am I supposed to sign when my fucking arms are full. Asshole. Or maybe I'm grumpy who the fuck knows.
"Give me the pen." I snapped and he did I signed and he walked away. With my arms still full and the door shut, I was struggling to get inside.
Then I heard a voice, "Hey you need help." They called out to me. There voice had been deep but you could tell they were young at the same time.
"Please." I begged turning around to see a boy standing there before running after me. I got a good look at him when he was coming up to me. He was a like 5'10 wearing an oversized shirt, jeans, and a beanie. I was right he was young like 19 or 20.
He grabbed the box's out of my hands then motioned towards the door. I opened the door and he continued in, somehow he knew where he was going. He sat the boxes on the counter, and turned to face me.
"Thank you so much." I said looking at his eyes, they were a deep brown and matched his complexion perfectly.
"Yeah anytime, names ryland btw." Ryland, I liked that name, it's unique.
"Well again thank you, the names Nancy Mae." A smile came across his face, and he walked up towards me from the island in the kitchen.
"Well Nancy Mae, wanna come over to the crib and hang out." Crib, of course he would say crib. He's either hard core stoner like me (I say the same thing), or he's a jackass. By his movements I can tell he is stoner, and well the redness in his eyes.
"Yes I need to get out if this fucking house, can't smoke forever." I was sarcastic on that last part, I could get high forever, I have enough money for it. The smile on his lit up when I said that so that just furthers the fact that he is definitely a stoner. It's nice to know that I might not be so fucking alone for once in a life time.
"Well believe me don't count on not smoking." That lit up my face, smoking alone hurts bad, but being with someone is so fucking relaxing. With that though he began walking towards the door, and I knew to follow. I didn't care that I was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, but the hoodie was a little hot so I just threw it on the ground by the door. I had a crop top on so I actually looked kinda cute, if didn't have these fucking thighs. Oh well who gives a shit.
We were walking towards up the street towards I'm guessing what was rylands house when he stopped in the middle of the road and looked at me."So before we get to my house I am warning you there is a lot of people at the house. It does get crazy but we all live together so we're used to it." I just shook my head okay showing that I understood, but in reality I'm fucking terrified. How many people are there gonna be? Will they like me? OMG it's like starting high school all over again.
We continued to walk to the top of the hill and I had never realized how beautiful this area is. There is a perfect view of the entire LA area, you can see the Hollywood sign, and I'm surrounded by nature. It's so pretty.
Once we got to the top of the hill Ryland stopped in front of a house that was as huge as my house but 10X prettier.
"Your place is beautiful." I said before ryland began walking towards the door."It's definitely better than the last house, oh and watch out for boxes we just moved in." With that he walked in the door. I followed him to be surrounded by people, he wasn't lying when he said there was a lit of people.
YES NEW BOOK CHAPTER 1.
IK none of u read this but I love this book. This is gonna be the best one yet and I hope this chapter is good enough. I'm so sorry for my break my family has been in a terrible state. But I'm back and I'm hope to bring u a chapter at least every other day.
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