*****************PROLOGUE****************
My name's Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, also known as Lana Del Rey. My songs are about what happened to me in my life, the good, the bad, the exciting and the boring. My music is me. I'm Lana Del Rey and this is my story.
Chapter 1
-FRESHMAN YEAR-
We were drunk, again.
Jade passed me another tequila. My best guy friends, Drake and Evan, took it from me. I pouted, giving them my best drunk, puppy eyes.
"Nice try Lizzy. But you're drunk. We're skipping school. We don't need the cops asking why a freshman is drunk. We're seniors, and this is our free period. We're safe, not you and Jade." Evan started to slur his words and I laughed.
My dad didn't give a damn if I came home drunk as hell. I took the now opened tequila back and took a huge drink.
We took the subway back to school, not even paying attention to the teachers that were scolding us. They already knew what we had been doing. It was nothing new. We got our books and made it to our special classes. Since we all had an alcohol problem, we were put in the same class.
Our teacher came in, took attendance and drank his coffee.
"Well, well, well... Here are my drunkies. Let me guess, its monday, so you went for something strong, like tequila. Right?"
We all knew that there was no point in lying to him. He knew us well. A bit too well.
We all rolled our eyes, waiting for the last period to end. We had plans, very specially planned ones. Oh, how I loved my smart, beautiful senior guys. They're amazing at making my life fun.
After a lecture on what drinking too often and too much does, he released us. The school day had ended. I went to Jade's house, we got dressed, and met at the park near the police station.
"So Evan...We're stealing police cars this time?" Jade asked curiously.
"We sure are little sis!" Evan grinned, a drunk look in his eyes.
"Where's Drake?"
"Hungover. He won't be able to make it."
"Forget him. Lets go steal some cars."
Jade laughed, her fire engine red hair bouncing. My hair was like an auburn banner in the sky, as we ran to the police station. We found some cars, rocks, and tried to break the glass.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" An angry voice suddenly started to shout at us. We bolted. It was the same policeman who told us that if he saw me and Jade drinking one more time, he'd put us in jail for underage drinking.
I felt him grab my arm roughly. Then he caught Jade. And Evan. We were all dragged to the police station for questioning. We saw Drake there. He shook his head, as if he was disappointed with us.
"You lot again! I'm calling your parents. First underage drinking, now stealing police cars...anything else we should know about?"
We shook our heads, pretending to be ashamed. We knew this was all apart of the thrill, My dad would bust us out, just like last time. Most adults thought we were delinquents. But really, we're just trying to live life to the fullest. That's all. Our parents understand. We'd probably just get lectured, at the most.
---------------------LATER--------------
"Elizabeth Woolridge Grant! What were you thinking, trying to steal police cars?"
"Daddy, you know it was for the thrill. I'm fine."
"The police say you have one more chance. Then we have to send you to boarding school."
"What about Jade? I can't just leave my best friend like that!"
"She doesn't have as bad of a criminal record as you. Your're a freshman...I don't even want to know what you're going to become when you're a senior."
Now I was ashamed. I was 14, got drunk daily, had horrible grades and a criminal record. No 14 year old should have that. But Jade and I, we're special teens. We're different. I sighed, knowing that I would probably use that last chance within this week. I'm a very bad girl.
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I was walking to Drake's house, when I saw my friends chilling in the park.
"Punishment?" Drake asked when he saw me.
"One last chance, or else I'm going to boarding school."
"Well then, lets not waste that last chance!" Jade hollered.
"Hotel swim pool break in?" Evan suggested.
"The perfect crime. Try not to get me busted though?"
"Why would we? We're a family." Drake started calmly explaining.
"Lets do this."
"Not today Lizzy! On Friday." It was Monday, so we had a few days to kill until then. We decided to drink and go to school. Nothing major, just a few shots of vodka, at the most.

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