On the Run

Chapter 1

     My cousin is having a baby shower at MY house. This is the worst. Bunch of family members, and random people at my house. Granted, I live with my mom and it's her decision not mine but either way I hate it. I'm just gonna sit in my room and wait this out. I'm not antisocial, I just am when it comes to my family.
     My mom, and brothers I love but any other family outside of that I can only tolerate for a certain amount of time. Today just started and I'm already fed up with it.
       I lay in my bed and I look out the window and see a bunch of my cousins/ other family in the yard surrounding my pregnant cousin. I sigh and roll over and start playing on my phone.
       All of a sudden my door opens and a mixed girl with curly black hair stands in my doorway. "What's up" she says.
"Nothing trying to avoid everyone, who are you?" I ask
"Ur cousin I guess, not sure how. Something through marriage. My dad married ur moms sister daughter. I don't know family is confusing all I know is that I don't want to be here either" she says while walking over to sit on my bed.
She seems nice and super pretty. "Wanna just lay here with me then?" I ask.
"Sure" she says and lays at the foot of the bed and starts playing on her phone too. We sat like that for a couple of minutes before I said.
"I'm hungry wanna go get food? I'll drive" as soon as the word food left my mouth her eyes shot up to look at me in excitement.
She pulled her eyebrows together and said "Uh hell yeah" she smiled and got up and I did the same. I grabbed my keys off my bedside table and we both trotted downstairs. I took the first step and my eyes locked with my moms who was in the kitchen.
"Where are you two going?" She asked eyeing the keys in my hand.
"We're gonna go get food" I replied and my mother just sighed
"You know, I'm making plenty of food for everyone right now" she said irritated.
"But we want fast food" I said hoping she'll say yes.
"Okay, whatever, fine go." She says while putting a tray of potatoes in the oven.

My cousin and I hop down the stairs more and I realize I never got her name. "Soo what's your name?" I ask
"Griela"

"Oh" I say as she follows besides me out the door. Griela is very pretty, she's mixed but still maintains blue eyes. She's wearing a white tank top and some short jean shorts. Her figure is stunning, she has thick thighs but maintains a little waist. She stands a little taller than me at probably around 5'5.

"So whats your name then?" Griela asks, we were walking outside, we passed by a few of my uncles I recognized.

"Luna" I say as I unlock my car.

"Oh that's pretty, it fits you, it's a bad bitch name" I laugh. "What?" She says, making eye contact, with a smile on her face "I can tell, you're fucking stunning, I can see the hickey your hiding with makeup and I can smell the weed on you and I see the pipe in the door over here, you're bad girl" she laughs.

"I mean I wasn't going to point out the bruises on your knees" we both laugh "so what are you in the mood for? Taco Bell?" I turn on the engine and start pulling out of the driveway.

"I mean" she laughs "I'm in the mood for a bowl now"

We both giggle "girl I think I love you already"

***

I pull into my secret smoking spot and turn off my lights. I pull out a baggy of weed and I see her eyes light up. "Yess bitch" Griela says. I load the bowl and spark it, blowing the smoke out of the window.

"So how are we related again? Cause no offense last time I checked I'm white" I asked n she blows out the smoke and laughs.