Here where I live, there's always crime and street fights. On average, 17 in my block. I live on the 14th floor of the Rivington Hotel in New York city. My parents own the hotel so that's why I live here. Its so pretty at night with all the lights and the cars. I'm a 18 year old girl that wakes up to go to hell every weekday. Hell is school, everyone there is so mean to me. Before I moved here I lived with my aunt in Texas. I've been a country girl my whole life until now. They judge me by the clothes I wear. Dirty jeans, plaid button-up shirts and my brown cowgirl boots. Sometimes I'll stay home from school and sit on the balcony to admire the view. But a while ago something bad happened. 3 weeks before I moved my friend Keenan was having a party, so I decided to go. My boyfriend Andrew was going to be there along with my friends Maddie, Shayne, Sienna, Simon, Riley and my best friend Finley. We were being bad and decided to open up the alcohol and the next minute I was drunk. As Andrew noticed me slurring and getting dizzy, he brought me to his car and then he took me home. In the morning when I woke up, he was laying next to me asleep. I carefully and quietly got up to go to the bathroom to go pee and wash my face. As I'm drying my face I feel arms come from behind me and hug my bare skin. I started to smile as I realized it was Andrew. I asked what happened last night and he answered "You started to drink and got a little drunk so I brought you home and stayed the night with you." As I then said "Thanks for looking out for me babe." We kissed and then I went back into my room to get dressed. I heard my iPhone 7 start vibrating, Shayne was calling me. I then answered the phone and she started to say frantically:
"K-K-K-Keenan and Riley... did it last night!" "Shayne!? What do you mean by 'they did it?'"
"They had sex fucktard! Jesus Christ!" "OH! Sorry!!! Were they drunk!?"
"Just come over to my house. It'll be easier to explain!" "Okay, I'll be there shortly!"
*call ends*
As I run to grab my coat and shoes, I get interrupted by Andrew asking me where I'm going. Gasping for air, I answer "I'm... heading to.. Shayne's.. wanna.. come?" "Sure!" I throw him the keys to my car and then I lock the door and run. Out of breath, I pull up Google Maps on my phone and show it to Andrew. As we get to her house, I run up to her door and bang really loudly. She then opens the door and tells me to sit down. She starts to tell me everything. As we leave Shayne's house, we run into Keenan and Riley.
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This Shitty City
RandomJust me, a fearless young girl in this shitty city filled with crime.