Lilly, an eighteen year old girl who lives with her mom and her one year one brother. After loosing her dad a year ago, and finding out shes is pregnant by her childhood best friend, her abusïve mother kicks her and her baby brother out of the house...
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Me and Eli are talking through the entire lesson. The teacher has asked us to quiet down many times but he starts up a whole new conversation. I've puked like three times today? I don't know I forget after one.
"I think I'm gonna dye my hair. You know to give me a new look."
"Can you do that while pregnant?"
"I dont know we should search"
I pick up my phone and type the question that's pondering in our minds.
It is safe to dye your hair while pregnant.
"It says it's safe while pregnant. So I'm thinking blonde highlights. Would that even work on my 4c hair?"
"I have no clue I have never even dyed my hair before."
"It just says it will make rougher and dryer. I don't really care so let's go to the store and get some hair dye after school"
"Oh also Angela is coming over around five. I already cleared it with Ale a-"
"Who the fuck is Ale?"
"Elias watch your language" the teacher spits out and goes back to teaching.
"Sorry ms.bitchyface" he whispers but I'm sure as hell she heard him and is just choosing to ignore him.
"Alessandro is Ale"
"What is that the name you call him while y'all fucking or something?"
"Omg Eli no. It's just an abbreviation. Like how I call you Eli"
"Your gonna be fucking him and calling him that. Which don't tell me about cuz I don't want to hear about my brother having sex. Ever"
"It's not gonna happen. Back to the original topic, I cleared it with Alessandro so Angelo is going to pick her up on his way home from the airport"
"Ooooo those two are gonna fuck too I bet twenty they will"
"Your wrong and Eli you need someone to release the tension you have. No one is fucking anyone"
"Not now but it's gonna happen in the future. Trust me"
"I don't cuz it's a lie"
"Say what you wanna say but I know the truth. The cards have been read"
"The cards are lyin"
We eventually stop whispering and pay attention.
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"Eli I'm not fucking your brother. I thought this topic was over with when we were in calc?" I say as we walk down the isle with the hair dye in the store. I'm not even sure what color I want to get. Maybe green, I've always liked the color green.
