"So, what are the three branches of Government, and what are their main objectives?" Sierra questioned a very unfocused Alice as the two sat peacefully and comfortably on her plush polyester satin bed, relaxing into the wall surrounded by textbooks. Alice however, had no interest in keeping up on her political class notes, and occupied her time with a nail file and buffer.
"I'm sorry, what?!" Alice asked in disorientation, her long thick lashes flicking upwards and fluttering as she looked Sierra's way as she tapped the scratchy file rhythmically over her knuckles.
"Seriously, Alice?" Sierra tut in irritation with furrowed brows, tempted to snatch the nail equipment from the blonde right away. "How do you expect to get through life without basic skills, listening?"
"I have skills." She childishly retorted with a pout lip.
"And once the legalisation of sex work comes into full effect, you can actually make money from said skills, until then, you're gonna have to study like the rest of us."
Alice rolled her eyes skyward, sighing and huffing deeply before begrudgingly throwing the nail file aside and leaning her head closer into the textbook in Sierra's hand.
"Why are you even doing US Government if you clearly don't like it?"
Alice offered a meaningless shrug, pondering on her impulsive academic decision for a second. "I don't know. Sounded interesting on paper I guess."
"Oh. I just figured you were interested in Law and Politics." Sierra added inquisitively, scribbling notes down in her study book.
"Ha!" Alice belt out with a chuckle, finding the very idea ridiculous. "As if! Can you really picture me defending the law?"
"So what do you wanna do after you graduate?"
"I don't know. Never really thought about it, cross that bridge when I get to it I guess." She revealed nonchalantly with a calming smile. Little did Sierra know, Alice knew exactly what she wanted to do with her life after high school and what she wanted to get out of it, but that was a secret she was nowhere ready to disclose as of yet.
The entrance of a slightly panicked Penny abruptly interrupted Alice and Sierra's conversation and drew their attention to the door.
"What's wrong with you?" Alice questioned in a higher voice as her eyes fell onto her nerve wracked sibling.
The innocent thirteen year old stood tense, her big blue laced with worry eyes darting back and forth between her elder sister and her frail and fiddling fingers.
"It's Mom and Dad." She whimpered out, stroking a strand of her messy dark blonde locks behind her ear.
"They're always fighting Pen." Alice callously dismissed, releasing a sigh of boredom as she flipped through her textbook. "Don't sweat it."
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White Lines, Euphoric Highs and Trying Times
Hayran KurguSeptember 1991, school, sex, drinking, drugs, being the new kid, parties, death, pregnancy scares, homophobia, STD's, sports, fashion, parents, fights, abuse, cheating, just some of the turbulent challenges any regular teen faces in the quiet New Ha...