- Last Year
What the hell? Who was this kid?
I woke up still partially dreaming, my head spinning. My two friends lay sprawled on my bed, snoring their heads off. I managed to stand and make it to the bathroom before I vomited up all the crap I had the night before.
I happened to glance at my arm. I was wearing a tank top, so the part of my arm where the tattoo was supposed to be was exposed.
I obviously knew him. Or her. Or both. I didn't care one way or another. As long as they weren't an alien, I didn't have an opinion.
It was a food tray. A freaking food tray.
Who the freak was this idiot?
A/N
Hey, so sorry guys! Been a bit busy with life and all. Hope you've enjoyed my story so far! Don't worry, I'm getting to the good stuff, just showing you what tattoos the characters have and a bit about each of them.
Thank you for reading my story! I appreciate any negative/positive comments, and especially votes.
Love you guys!
- BW