"Lan we need to get the hell out of here right now." Brandy trudged behind me trying hard not to to trip over any hidden rocks in the shadows.
"Bambi, you need to settle the fuck down. Have some fun once in awhile, jeeze." I hiss at her from over my shoulder.
Her whining voice sends a spiral of annoyance throughout my brain, "Trespassing through a muddy construction zone in high heels and miniskirts while this hair was made to be clubbing is not what I consider fun."
"This is where Eli told us to meet him, just quit being so much of a pussy." I had been wanting to seem him again and him selling green was a good excuse.
"Lizzy, please."
"Fine, here are the keys go wait in the car." I turn to her and hold out my hand with the keys in the center.
"You're actually putting in this much effort to get kush from your psycho ex boyfriend?" She moans as she takes the keys from my hand.
Even in the darkness she could tell I was giving her my death glare "Bamb, you really-"
"Well well well." I turn around to see Elijah standing on a bulldozer. "Look who it is, the woman of many names and the little lost dear" He hops down from the bulldozer leaving himself a couple feet away from me. Brandy makes a noise of disgust and takes off towards the car. He moves towards me in that wily manner that had first drawn me to him.
I wanted him to think that I had asked him just because I had no one else, so I said, "Okay, Elijah, just give me the weed, I already left the money in your mail box."
"Damn girl look at you, we're not even on a Lan/Eli basis anymore?" His left hand moves to cup my face and his right curves around my body, pausing just before dragging over my ass and pulling up on it.
"Okay, Eli, give me the damn kush and you can come with us. But I'm not gonna stand in this fucking construction zone while you feel me up, just to get stuff that I already paid for. Get us while we're hot, babe." I reach into his back pocket, grabbing the ziplock filled with weed and impertinently walking towards my car. I know he will follow so I don't turn around to check. Then he's suddenly beside me, he throws his left arm around my shoulder as we walk out of the construction zone.
I hope that you are liking this so far, I really enjoy writing as Lana because of her sassy sort of mysterious personality. I'd love some feed back, and I'm not the best at grammar so feel free to correct to me 😂
Bambi- This Is What Makes Us Girls
"Mascara runnin' down her little Bambi eyes"
Get us while we're hot- This Is What Makes Us Girls
"Screaming, 'Get us while we're hot. Get us while we're hot.'"
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Teen FictionThis is a story I am writing in the point of view of Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, better known as Lana Del Rey. I am taking parts out of her songs, inferring them and putting them into story form. I think Lana is a very mysterious women and I am using...
