*End of flashback*
Let me tell you some things about myself then you can hear about him.
My name is Legacy. I am 17 years old. I have bright red hair and a lip piercing. I'm very short. A lot of people call me emo, but I prefer punk not that being called emo is bad, I just see myself as punk.
I'm not your "typical white girl." I like my vans, my ripped up black skinny jeans, and band shirts. My life has been pretty hard. This year it has definitely gotten better. But we will get to that later.
My parents kicked me out about a year ago when it all went down after him. Then I was on the streets for almost a year, that's when I met Alex.
*Flashback*
About a year ago.
We were both 16 at the time and I walked into a drug store to see if they were hiring, I gave them the whole "Come on dude, I'm living on the streets speech," just like I did everywhere else, but still they wouldn't budge, "Because no 16 year old can get a job." Blah blah blah, shut up and give me a job.
Then she walked in.
"Aye what's up boys, it's my shift now!" She says as she jumps over the counter. The boy I was talking to walks away and I start giving my speech to her.
At the end of it she's in tears. 'Oh god, I think I got it.'
I think to myself. She walks around the counter, and when I think she's gonna shake my hand and say you're hired. She grabs me and wraps me in her arms, and hugs me as tight as she can.
"Darling, it'll be okay."
She says into my ear. At this point I'm very confused, but I haven't had a hug for almost a year so I enjoy it. I wrap my arms around her and take in the love this stranger is giving me.
"You can stay with my mom and I for as long as you need. Also your hired."
"Thank you so much for the job! And thank you but I can't just live in your house."
I say as we let go.
"My mom would be fine with it and you deserve it hun." She tells me, wiping the tears on her cheek.
"Okay fine, but just till I get enough money for my own apartment."
"That's what you say now." She says with a wink, 'what?' I think to myself.
She links her arm with mine, and yells to the guy in the back to take her shift for the night.
We walk outside into the cool breeze of Oregon. We start walking to her car, "What is your name?"
She asks me.
"Legacy, what is yours?"
"Alexandria, but I prefer Alex." She tells me.
I give a sly smile and look out the window.
Alex is a short young girl, not as short as me. Black hair with purple under it. She has a nose piercing and a lip piercing. She basically has the same style as me. One thing was different from her and I though. She was beautiful and I am me.
*End of flashback*
