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a texted me saying that she will be at my house in 15 minutes so I stayed in my bed trying to muster up the strength to go to the party. I was really excited when I got the invit

de me think that is she really that happy to see Brianna or is she just faking it? If she is genuinely that happy to see her then that means I ne

she got closer to me, she mumbled so only I could hear it, "Your mo

Brianna turned around, I made a brief eye contact with my mom. I saw all the adoration vanish away and there was an emotion in her eyes that chilled me to spine. She wasn't smiling anymore and she just h

rned around with an open mouth, "What. Wa

I am not offending you but whenever she greets me wi

h her own stuff in life." I

Trust me a person who has his house filled with garbage and doesn't give a flying shit about you i

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st sure that it will fit but that is something to worry abo

ook a shower. But hey, at least I did it. When I came out of the bathroom in my robe, I saw Brianna reading my 'things to do before I die' list. Although she has read it a million times be

e. And there are a lot of other things too. And I have done a lot of tasks already. Get an A on my test, done. Use conditioner before shampoo, done. Make a fake social

one more when she feels that she is runnin

ask like

o my list without any questions. Because I know she cares an

school did and was bullied by some of the students because of that but he never gave up. Now he is sitting at 115K subscribers. But still, I wasn't so much into the idea of making a

elt nice. I wanted this feeling to stay with me forever. I looked at my face and for the first time I didn't look at the pimples or the dark circl

he looked at me wit

e urged me to com

I finished

t enhanced it." I smiled at her and fel

d. We turned down the radio and rolled down our windows when we were near Alexa's house. We could hear the music already and knew that we would probably go deaf when we will be in the house. Bri parked the car and we made

ople." I had to scream so loud for her to hear what I am sayi

"Gonna keep you near me lik

d something alcoholic in it. Bri and I both had our first wine together. Bri stole some from her pare

rwise just throw it away." Bri

I'll drink it

rms my heart that she is always so caring and protect

too. They were playing truth or dare and most of them were just daring each other to make out with one another. After a

't have any classes with but I ass

na said while he to

re." He has dimples and his ha

" They both laughed and then Brianna pulled me clo

he said, "Yes, I think I have seen yo

s." I s

We are playing wine pong."

for approval and

rest of the group. And to be honest they all seemed very nice. For some reason I ha

nd it was so fun. Everyone was laughing, cheering, hooting and taking shots. When it was mine and Cal's turn, we both took our position. He went first to show me how to do it

t." Cal said as he shook me a

e cup and so did the rest three. Cal cheered so loudly that he lite

was time to leave for our houses so Bri and I exchanged numbers with the friends we recently made and they said they will make sure to invite us at the parties that they w

said, "It was such a great party.

and said, "I fel

ht to Bri. I unlocked the door and hea

very quietly. But it's not a good quiet, it's a type of quie

g okay?" My v

k. His eyes are red and when I walked a little closer to them, I had to hold my brea

had an angry and an annoy

u okay?" I a

o I look okay?" She crossed

I stam

upid question." Her nostrils flare

ould feel my heartb

mething about your father." She moved across

nd looked at me as if i

tion made me want to hide myself in my

it was only one glass but decided to keep my

erced through my heart but she didn't care. She

all smile plastered on his face. What was he smiling at? There is nothing to be happy about. But my mom said to do something about my father. So, I walked towards him and took his shoes and hi

im why he drank s

so much?" I asked

not good for your health either." He still didn't r

walk up the stairs, I heard my father say. "So much o

you kills me." And just like that, he t

still go on a little but further but I felt nothing. Do my parents look at me and regret what they have created? A fusion of them that turned out to be a disappointment. When they look at me do t

I cannot hide from the fact that I am their child and I will possess some traits from them whether

zor and roll up my sleeve. And I cut. Finally. I felt something. I cut again

you love me now? I am not acti