NOTE: unless I specify the pov, it will be from Nessa's
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"We are serious, Vanessa." My father spoke sternly. I was sitting on the couch and my parents were across the living room. They were in the middle of giving me a lecture. What about? I am not quite sure, I stopped listening after a few seconds of my mom blabbing her jaws about my partying.
"Yeah. I got it." I lied. I had no clue what they were talking about. I just nodded my head every now and then.
"Clean up your act or we will clean it up for you." My mother said. Wow, good one. I wish they would do the same for my room. Maybe they can find my favorite Beatles t-shirt that I lost in there.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I huffed. I mean, come on. They have been trying to get me to change for years. Do they really expect me to think they are gonna do something about it now?
"I guess you will just have to see." And with that, they walked off to their room. I just laughed and shook my head. They are so ridiculous.
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"Shit." I muttered as I stumbled down the street. I was walking home from a party and I had way to much to drink.I probably shouldn't have worn heels. I nearly twisted my ankle when I stepped on a crack in the sidewalk.
I fumbled through my clutch purse as I searched for my keys. It took me a few seconds to unlock the front door of my house. I nearly tripped walking into the house. I fell onto the sofa and took of my heels. I rubbed my feet because they hurt so bad.
"Nice of you to finally join us, Vanessa."
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Fanfiction"From what I've heard, you been a Bad Girl. Haven't you?" I heard is rough voice in my ear. His lips barely touching my ear when he talked.
