Lordeous POV
I was in a London field walking gracefully as the sun hit my skin.
There he was. Who was he. I decided to get a better look. I walked over to where he was.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm----"
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! My alarm sounded, waking me from my dream. I got up feeling groggy and got in the shower. After my shower was over I threw my wet, curly, hair in a bun. I went into my room and got my clothes out. Red ovoxo crew neck sweatshirt, light destroyed YMI jeans, red and black Jordan retro 8's, and my red bandana. I applied a small amount of mascara and eyeliner. Last, I put on some mint flavored EOS. When I got to the bus stop, I kept getting sad and worried looks from people. Some boys were licking their lips and looking me up and down. One boy even said,
" Aye what can I get fo a dolla?"
"You can get my middle finger and the words FUCK YOU!" I said angrily.
"Looks like you already did that with Chris!" He shot back just as angry.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
He ignored me. My best friend Michelle finally got to the bus stop and looked at me with worry and dissapointment.
"What's wrong?" I asked her
"You haven't seen it yet?!" She asked surprised.
"Seen what?" I said confused.
"You and Chris...... the video"
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One Bullet
Teen FictionPopular, cliche, perfect girl, "Lolo" Rodriguez, is more than what meets the eye. She already faces many home problems, and a certain "video" doesn't help it at all.
