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Chelsea's POV
The week before I left my family and Texas and the rest of my lame life to go live with my uncle's very big house a.k.a mansion at San Diego, my brother insisted on throwing me a going-away party. To say that I am a very anti-social human being and that I hate throwing parties and being thrown parties at, if that makes any sense, would make my brother intensely insane since he likes things to go his way. Whether you like it or not. He has been kinda like, "in charge" of my life since my parents don't care.

Don't get me wrong, they don't hate me. It's just that they're paying more attention to their social life than me.

I would like to emphasize my life even more. Yes I like bands. Oh shit wait let me correct that. I LOVE bands. Stop judging me for not being the clichè emo, you know, the usual depressed and shit like that. I'm not saying that my fellow emos who are depressed are shit but ugh. I cannot explain this shit. What I'm trying to say is that, i don't often get depressed but when I do, it takes months before i get over it. I try my best to be happy and not depressed because the last time i felt that bad, i was about to hang myself, but i thought, i shouldnt let these problems stop me from living. I would not give in.

So back to the party-being-thrown-at-me topic. It's at 7 this evening and some of my relatives here are gonna visit. I'm not gonna lie, I hate talking to relatives I just hate them. They're plastic and jealous at my parents for raising such a wonderful child.
IM JOKING CMON
I'm not wonderful. Really.

It's quarter to six and I need to get ready real quick. I opened the cabinet and decided to go on with my plan; to wear a dress. I picked out a grey dress from my wardrobe. I bought that dress yesterday and it was just cheap. It's not like I'm gonna wear it a lot since I hate wearing dresses unless i really need to. The dress is kind of tight but fit enough to show my fats and curves but it still works out. I wore my grey pumps and put on a thin layer of eyeliner. The reason why I'm not wearing a lot of eyeliner at this party and I'm not wearing band merch is because
1. My relatives don't like me to dress punk.
2. My relatives don't like me to look punk.
3. My relatives don't like me to be punk.
4. My relatives don't like me.
Hopefully this party will not be so bad.

Tony's POV
My mother decided that I'll stay with her in San Diego since that is really my hometown. I've been planning this flight for days now and I feel so homesick. I just came here to Texas for vacation and now I'm so bored. My mom bought me my plane ticket because I will be an unaccompanied minor. I've already packed my duffel bag and another bigger bag and I'm ready to go I just have to wait for four days. I can't wait and I'm excited. But also a little bit nervous since that means I have to go to a new school and that means I have to adjust and find friends and stuff like that.

[a/n]
I wasnt confident in choosing which place they would stay and where they came from and all that because im not from america, im not familiar with the places so ya'll can just suck my non-existent dick if you think im a bad writer fuck you go away dont read my storry if you get offended im sick of ur bullshit.

Anyways, continue reading, my lovely readers.

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