Lipstick lovers

Rich bitch

GOD!! I HATE LUNA!!.. she gets so many friends, all because she has money! And she doesn't even like most of her "friends" they only use her for her money. And she doesn't even see it.. or does she..... WH- Never mind.

School was so boring and when I used the bathroom some of the eighth graders were vaping, I don't really care but I came out and a teacher went in to see the fus. I didn't care though... until she came out and dragged ME to the principles office. I was supposed to be getting to the bus to go home now, NOW WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO. My mom is at work and no one else can pick me up. So I did the only thing I could I walked...

I dragged my crap into the house and dropped dead on my bed. My mom won't be home til next week, she has a job that takes her far away. But I collapsed and listened to music. I woke up the next day. SUPER hungry and I looked at the clock and shot out of my bed, That was when I realized it was Saturday. I decide to go to a diner. And of course to top of my morning Rich Bitch was there. But she was alone?

I tried to see what she was thinking. But I just couldn't read her, I couldn't help but look into her emerald green eyes with splashes of sea blu- wait what am I thinking she sucks. She's just another rich girl but she seemed different. "Where would you like to sit" says a waitress. "Oh sorry i'm here with someone" I said for some reason, I went and sat with trina. As I realized what just happened I blurted "sorry I sorta saw you were alone and thought you might want to talk."

I noticed she always wore sweaters, maybe it was just her style but I don't know. She looked at me confused, eyebrow raised and all. "I'm fine" I never realized how sincere she was. I asked her what she was going to get. "I don't know, any recommendations?" Said Luna i told her the chocolate pancakes were good. We talked for a little I can't even remember what about, I was more focused on how her eyes sparked every time the sun hit her face and how her freckles seemed like they were painted  by an artist who was so focused on the little details.

Her voice got through to me saying blah blah whatever "I'll be right back" as she walked away.  She came back her face a little red and puffy, as If she was crying. We ordered and we had a really good time actually, she offered to drive me home.

When we got to my house I invited her in, she accepted and we watched a bunch of shows and we got along really well. I asked if she wanted to stay the night. But she politely declined, which was okay. Maybe I was being pushy. Was I? Why am I overthinking this? Whatever. She drove home after she gave me her number, and the rest of the weekend went by fast.

My first 3 classes sucked we talked more about the teachers lives than the subjects but when I went to the bathroom, I heard someone crying I realized it was Luna. Why was she crying? I texted her "let me in" she texted back "let you in where?" I wasn't going to have a conversation on my phone when I could knock so, *knock knock* she finally unlock the door and I came in. "Sorry for barging in, why are you crying and what can I- *the bathroom door opens* shit I said internally.

Whoever it was wouldn't take kindly to seeing two girls shoes. So I jumped on the seat of the toilet, my lips almost touching hers. She gasped softly, then realizing why I did that. She stayed quiet til the other girl left. I started to get of the seat and she started crying again, so I got back on and just hugged her until the bell rang.

*two months later* we are really good friends me and Luna, but now it's the end of the school year. "Ok so what do you want to do, I know you said you had a month til your mom comes home again. Sooo"- I cut her off "you can stay however long you need" I said. She sighed and said "good because I need to stay til your mom gets home, my dad was accused of dealing drugs so now he's in jail." Wow never saw that coming i new her dad was shitty but not THAT shitty.