Bikers and Stuff

Bikers and Stuff

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In this story I am 22 and I have a roommate who is a nerd and she never goes out and I am a Tattoo artist and I hung out with bikers and I am dating one and I finally convinced her to go with me so we go and I picked out her outfit bc hers is lame and so we go and I introduce her to my bf and I sit on his lap and she sits down on the bench next to us and falls asleep bc it's past her bedtime and my bf beckons his friend over and he takes her over to the bar and gets her a Pibb Xtra and they talk semi awkwardly and I hung out with my guys and have fun with my bf and we do whatever until it's time to leave so then we go and my bf and his friend walk us out and we kiss and say goodbye and then they say goodbye and we leave and then when we get home we talk a little bit about the night before falling asleep
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"Mom!" I yell unattractively and begin to go to the living room that is by the stairs. I walk into there with my body slumped and notice something. We have company and I had five pairs of eyes on me. I straighten up and look at the bodies of whom the eyes belong to. One being my mom, her brown straight hair in a ponytail, nicely dressed, and wide eyed. Another is my brother, seven years old, blond tousled hair, he is also wearing something nice. Then I find three pairs of new eyes. One a women who has blonde curly hair, a female child also with the same hair, and then a highly attractive male who looks about my age. Seventeen. Malia is just like any other girl, goes to school, has friends, and makes new friends. This "highly attractive" male is her new neighbor. What happens when they begin talking? What happens when they become close? What happens when one of them get seriously hurt? "We are neighbors. We were meant to be neighbors."

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