"It will only hurt a little worse than your last brow piercing." says the women about to pierce my eyebrow for the 3rd time. "Ah,I know,it's just that I haven't gotten a piercing since last year." The women laughs. "Done!Told you it wouldn't be bad."
I got up carefully from the laid back chair. It had tons of rips and scratches on it. I made my way up to the counter to pay $60, only stopping to admire a small piece of jewelry. Diamonds. Eh, I don't wear diamonds. That's not my thing. I like black leggings,white converse, Starbucks,and an old good tee shirt. You can never go wrong there.
"Is that all for you today mam?"
"Yep." I replied. "ID please?" I showed the lady my fake ID stating I was 18. I'm actually 15. Whoops. "Thanks have a great weekend!"
As I left the mall I called my bestie, Cammie, to tell her everything went well.
"Cammie? Salut! Ca va?"
"Adrianna! Oui!!"
"Okay can we stop talking French now I'm gonna get lost?!"
"Oui! Yes,yes, Je must have to patientez."
"Hey, meet me at my house tonight. My parents are going to see my aunt up in Louisiana and I'm going to throw an epic party! I'm inviting tons of people! Party starts at 8! Cya! Ciao!"
I put my phone back in my coach purse. Camille is from France, if you can't tell by our conversation. I'm from Hawaii. I'm not Hawaiian or anything I was just unexpected to come out at that very moment while my mom was on vacation for work. Whoops. My mom works on a blog or some crap. They're always giving her places and adventures and things to try out and do and post it on her blog. She gets lots of money for doing that. She also travels around the world for free, basically. My dad is a lawyer. He does closings on houses and such. They are both gone a lot so I get to throw many parties and have sleepovers. Also drive their car.(Fake drivers license also!;))
I'm not the only child. I have 2 other siblings. My older brother who is 17 and younger sister who is 12. My sister, Sierra, is going with my parents to see my aunt. My brother is too busy applying for colleges. He's mature. Never does anything wrong. Lucky. Wren shouldn't notice me having a part y because he's usually on our third floor's balcony outside doing his stuff. My party is always only on the first floor. Our house is huge.3 floors,7 rooms,2 kitchens,5 bathrooms. It's awesome. And a pool and hot tub.
Well, now I have to actually invite people to come to my party.
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SpiritualA teen girl who has obviously no good conscience moves to Utah where she will find herself with many Mormons. Her cousin teaches her not to be so rebellious, and ends up going to a church activity to only find herself with a new crush. Later that da...
