"Mom, Can I go out tonight?" I asked, as I walked into the kitchen. She was sitting in the same place as this morning, with a different coffee cup in hand.
"Sure honey. Where are you going? And who are you going with?" She asked, stirring her cup with a spoon.
"I'm going on a date with this guy Alex. And we're going to Olive Garden." I told her, as I undid my tight braids from school today.
"Oh, is he smart enough for you? Is he catholic? Do I know his parents?" She asked, curious to know everything about him.
"'You ask so many questions! He's smart, he's new at school, and he's catholic. He's a good guy mom, you don't need to worry." I assured her, as ran my fingers through my beach wavy hair.
"Ok, well have fun. Your curfew is 12:00, and your father will be home by then hopefully." She told me, as I left the room. What a spaz.
I changed into a short black dress, and some black flats. I honestly looked hot, but I didn't really want to go out on this date now.
Usually on a Friday night, I relax and eat pizza, watch Netflix and shit. I honestly didn't feel like being sociable but, Fuck it. I guess it's going to happen now.
"Honey someone is at the door!" My mom yelled from downstairs, as I straightened the last piece of my hair. Rolling my eyes, I hurriedly sprayed hairspray all over my head, and ran down stairs.
"I got it, I got it! Bye mom, I'll be here at curfew." I told her, as I bolted out the door. If she saw him, she would know that he is nothing like how I described him to her.
"Hey, you got a nice place." Alex commented, as he walked me to his car. It was a few rust spots, but it was overall not bad.
"Thanks, my father works 24/7 so he wants to have a perfect house. Nice car." I told him, as he opened the door for me. A cloud of smoke came from it smelling of marijuana and cigarette smoke.
"Are you high right now?" I asked him, as he closed the door and walked over to the divers side. I've had boyfriends before, but they were all goody goody.
"Ok, maybe a little but trust me. I'm good at driving." He laughed, starting up the car. What the fuck is wrong with him.
"Whatever, I really couldn't give a shit anymore. So ready to go to Olive Garden?" I asked, starving for some breadsticks. He laughed, with his cute little laugh he always does oml.
"Actually, there's been a hange of plans"
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In love with a druggie
RomanceKali Banks has always been a well mannered girl, with straight As. Her parents, who are strict Catholics and her father an abusive man, know that she is so pure that they don't need to watch her 24/7. That is until a certain druggie, Alex, transfers...