*Mature Content*
*Language, violence, Sex*
1st Draft started November 2020
1st Draft ended April 2021
Marlie Hamilton is in her Senior year of high school, preparing for the worst to come, while also staying positive. Her parents Amelia & Chase took...
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There's one thing I want to do today that makes me feel nervous for getting out of bed. Today is the spring festival. The day couldn't have came fast enough. Today Is the day I am going to win nomination for the prom queen.
It's not certain but I am sure of it.
Cathy didn't join in, but she helped me campaign for it last Thursday and Friday.
I got up to wash my hair and straighten it. I had woken up from a good sleep last night, since I did take the pill. On my well of course. It was something I wanted to stop but I started to like the feeling of it again.
When I was done, I placed my white overall shorts with a baby blue undershirt. I place my white sneakers on and let my hair down. Today is going to be a good day. And it's not going to be like all the other years.
Last year I didn't attend Spring festival because the year after that Jennifer made a fool of me in front of everyone, the year before that Kayden had did the same.
I am not scared of that anymore today. I went to the attic to get something then back down.
"Good morning." I happily walk out and skip in front of Christian. I stopped once I picked up the smell of alcohol. He wasn't paying attention; he was too busy yawning he ended up bumping into me.
"Keep it moving twinkle toys." He grunts.
"I smell you; you know." I point my finger to his hard chest.
"Good, now back off." He means mugs me.
"What is up with you." I cross my arms, blocking him front entering the bathroom. "You don't think I notice you sneaking off at night all weekend and coming in early."
"Too bad you were too busy stalking me. You could've had some fun yourself." He grins and shoves me out the way.
I continue to happy walk down the steps and in the living room. Dexter is sitting there with his girlfriend Haley. She is in the Tech club. She is the real definition of dork. But cute dork. I fell in love with her the moment Dexter bought her home.
"Hey guys. Are we the only ones that's ready?"
"Seems like it." Haley smiles.
With everyone not being ready yet, I spent my time making breakfast for everyone. Simple toast, bacon, boiled eggs and pancakes. Haley helped me; Dexter surprisingly set the table for us.
"What's got you in a good mood?" He asked.
"I woke up feeling well slept. And I don't have any chest pains."
"So, you started taking your pills again?"
"Something like that." I place a glass of orange juice in the center of the table.
