The entire story is Vic's POV for now :). If the words are in italics, then it is either a flashback or Vic's thoughts.
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I woke up and looked towards the stranger laying next to me. Damn, I must've been PRETTY wasted to sleep with this troll. I stood up and wandered around what looked like an old motel room, searching for my clothes. All of them were scattered across the floor. I seized them and began getting dressed. While doing so, I was curious to what occurred during the past night's events.
I really gotta stop drinking.
Afterwards, I grabbed my purse and subtly opened the door and exited the room. Walking to my car, I realized the sun was just beginning to rise. What a beautiful view. Wow, it must be early.I had to get home in time to get ready for school. I know what you're thinking;
What the actual fuck is a 21 year old still doing in school? If you're not, then you're a moron. Sure, I could be in college. But no, you were correct; I'm in high school. But not because the reason you're probably thinking.
See, my parents passed away when I was 16. My life went downhill from there. I was constantly depressed and started to socialize with people less and less. The police were gonna put me in a foster home so I ran away. I bought my own apartment with the money I collected and found from my parents' bedroom. Hey don't blame me, ain't my fault they're dead! ANYWAY, I got a job at a local cafe called Servicio de café. I worked there for 3 years. My life was fine; for the time being. I decided to find another job because working at the cafe was getting boring. So, I became a stripper for 3 reasons:
1. The men; what type of woman doesn't want to be surrounded by men all day at work?! A lesbo.
2. The money; I get paid $30/hour, plus what I'm given from the audience. I work 3 hours a day, 4 days a week. Do the math!
And lastly...
3. THE SEX; I am a sex FREAK, and to get paid for doing it ;) That's incredible.
Sooooo, everything's been good since then; I reconnected with Miley, my besty from high school, I have a lovable chihuahua named Lady, and
did I mention I had another identity?
....
so I didn't?
Okay, well remember how I said I ran away? Well, I didn't finish high school. SO, I created another ME to go back to high school and relive the memories I never had. I will be attending Hollywood Arts, a performing arts school in Hollywood (which you couldv'e guessed that.) My name will be Tori Vega. I will be a straight A student who can sing, dance, and act! Triple threat baby. I'm so excited, my first day is today which means only one thing; My first impression on the student/teacher body means everything. The hardest part is to try not to be a bitch in front of anyone.
I HAVE to keep my two lives seperate. No matter what.
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