It's been a year now since my parents had left for Scotland ,
searching for a better life , I guess totally , I don't blame them though.
"Hey good morning" Sarah greets me , Sarah is my best friend who I'd known since I was like 7 years old. By time we'd become close .
"What's up" I greet back while preparing my morning coffee , I'd order some from SB , but when it comes to coffee, I like it to be well-prepared by me.
"So what's the plans for today?" She asks me .
"I dont know I'm not really into the parties , you know..." I say awkwardly.
"Who said it is going to be a party , it's literally our last free summer week before university "she informs me.
"I'm well aware , but you could go , and i won't, I'm not-" I say.
"Yes you are , will you leave this house , and go out a little, listen stop being a selfish bitch" she raises her voice at me.
"And stop being a bossy bitch!"
"Why do you have to be always on that mood ??" She asks.
"What kind of mood are you referring to?" I question her with a raised eyebrow.
"That mood-when you give negative vibes and unsociable energy".
"Well you know me , I'm always like that" I inform.
"Just for tonight please-" she asks.
"No-"
"Plsss please-" she's begging now.
Ugh.
"Okay fine" I gave up.
"Yay I knew you'd give up" she says with a smirk on her face.
"Yeah only this time , dont get used to darling"
"I'm going , see you later" Sarah walks out the door.
I make my way upstairs , to my bedroom, while still-drinking my quite hot coffee.
I'm now alone.
I live with no one , only Sarah who often comes here , but not too much , you Know .
I dont want to go out tonight , but I'd do it for Sarah since she's the only friend I have.
I check up my phone to only find a text from my mother.
Why is she still texting me??
I dont even spend a minute looking at it .
Ignore it.
They left me , alone.
Said I need to take care of myself , and they can't take me with them because well...I'm too "problematic" . They just left me here .
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"No fucking way I'm wearing this " I yell at Sarah who's sitting on my bed , I'm being dressed in a short red dress .
"This gives bad bitch energy " she says.
What...
"What-im getting second hand embarrassment " I cringe.
"Oh my god the way I knew you'd say that the second those words left my beautiful lips" she smiles.
"Hm about the lips-"
"Anyways , Anastasia for the shoes , you're wearing heels" she says with a proud smirk on her face.
"For fuck sake , never , I'm not good with the heels , I literally can't walk with those things without feeling pain" I informed.
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Romance-Anastasia Amber Lukov a 19 years old , charment , confident woman who's always been in love with a man , Ivan Lorenzo Smith but she pretends she hates him for some reasons , yet she doubts he doesn't even know who she is , as he is described as the...
