"I'll take a vodka and orange please." I asked politely but I couldn't seem to force a smile onto my face like usual. I just wanted nothing more than to break down and cry but I would not allow that. "So what's your story?" He asked with a small smile as he handed me my drink. "I don't have one." I shrugged. "Just plain and ordinary me." I shrugged taking a big gulp of my drink. "Oh come on everybody has a story. Even you." "Well to put it simply I'm fifty shades of fucked up." I smiled at him. "Was that a fifty shades of grey quote?" He chuckled. This is me, McKenzie Leigh Murray aged eighteen years old and this, well, this is my story. This is the story of me and my roommates. This is the story of Me and Luke. This is the story of everything fucked up in my life. This is, you know what, the easiest way to describe it is this is my story. Please read, vote and comment. I hope you all enjoy the story.