Not the Exception

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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.

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