It was clear day in sunny Pensicola, Florida. I had just woken up after a long night at a local show. The local metal scene here wasn't anything like it was back in Mississippi. You had fun, and there wasn't drama, and the bands stayed together more than a month here. I got out of bed wearing my black leggings and white tank-top. My bright red hair going in all directions. After I let it grow out it got a natural curl to it, I liked it. I walk over to my window and look across the lake and tried to see into his apartment to see if he's there. When we first moved here was when i first saw him. Brown eyes, black hair, liked almost everything I did. Except being faithful. He wasn't there. as usual. I went on with my normal morning process. Putting a little more curl in my hair, doing my make-up, and cleaning my angel bites. I get lots of looks for having red hair, gauges, and piercings. Not near as many from when we lived in Mississippi though. I like the way I look. I enjoy being weird. Then it was time to leave for school. I had just gotten my license, so mom didn't have to take me to school anymore. I climbed into my little Honda my dad had just gotten me, I loved it, and so did my friends. I pulled out of the drive way and turned on my old Attack Attack album. Theres really nothing like having Crab-core blare in your ears at 8:30. I stopped by to get Chy, her apartment is a little out of the way, but seeing as though Washington is only a few miles from the house I don't mind. As usual Allyssa had stayed there the night before. Chy's parents had gotten used to Chy having people over almost all the time. I guess they finally thought about it and said they'd rather have company 24/7 than have their daughter sneak out all the time. Chy jumpped in my front seat and started singing along to Sexual Man Chocolate. I had finnally converted her and Lyssa into cool people. Anything is better than the country and pop they used to listen too. I was pretty surprised, Chy usually has a rant about her parents, we all just sang to the music today. It was kind of nice.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Not the Exception
Novela JuvenilWhy would he like me? Who would like me? Nobody, I'm just that weird girl.
