I don't remember what happened last night. My head hurt and I was at the toilet vomiting.
Did someone put alcohol in my coke? Who?
What ever. I flushed the toilet after my guts were practically in there and I turned on the shower.
I pealed off my clothes and hopped in
Today I'm going to California. All the way across the country, to start fresh.
I stepped out of the shower and walked into my closet and picked the only outfit I left in there.
Some studded high waisted shorts and a Monsters Inc sweatshirt.
I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and didnt bother to put on makeup
"Hey lady! Come eat!!" Trisha yelled
"I'm not hungry!" I lied
"Fine!"
After I brushed my teeth, I grabbed my phone and purse
"Where you going?" Trisha asked as I walked into the kitchen.
"The mall." I finished as I grabbed my skateboard. Damn haven't rode this thing in ages.
The mall finally came into view.
"Ahh, the place almost every girl wants to be." I sighed while walking in.
I went into pacsun (I think that's how you spell it, idk) and picked out a cosmic cross tank top, superman tie front tank, and a Arizona green tea tank.
After a few hours my hands both had 10 bags each.
I walked out and attempted to skate back home.
"Holy sheep shit!" Trisha exclaimed as I squeezed through the door.
"Aha, now I've gotta go put these in my suitcase." I said while wobbling up the stairs.
*5 hours later*
It was 9pm, I was saying my goodbyes to everyone, Madison, Jason, Louis, Montana, nick, and Trisha.
"I'm gonna miss you all so much." I said thought the cab window.
The cab started to pull away. Well this is it. Time to start fresh.
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