Adopted By Magcon. . . At Sixteen?

Chapter Six- L.A. Story

L.A. Story

Song: L.A. Story by Sammy Adams ft. Mike Posner

CHAPTER WAS EDITED* Before you read it, some of the narrating done by Drea goes along with the song L.A. Story. None of the criticism that she does, is personal. Just remember this is FAN FICTION and NONE of this is real.

Drea's P.o.V

'I'm waking up on Sunset Boulevard
Maxing out all my credit cards
Living my own LA story
Living it up 'til the morning'

The wind was hitting my hair, the sun was in my face and the ocean smell was extraordinary. Sammy Adams's 'L.A. Story' was playing through Cameron's red Beat Pills, and everyone was having a great time just laughing, joking, and making random comments.

'Sammy
I'm not trying to show you love and affection
I'm trying to live the life a kid always expected
Over on Sunset, finished a couple sessions
One foot in the door, one in the hills, questions
Angels in leather, I ain't talking 'bout the motor club
But I tend to go hella hard when I go to clubs
Minibar murder, I'm on Denzel's flight
With a stewardess that wants to f*ck the whole damn night
Who cares what they all say
Try'na find some girls like Hov did with Beyonce
Had you for a week but I heard you say fiance
Na na, none of that girl'

We were all skating around Venice Beach, and I was checking out all of the people around the place. I've never been to this part of L.A., and I didn't expect anything to be like this. Everything was just so beautiful.

'I fell in love, the streets got a glow
The city of angels is calling me home

And she said, and she said uh

I'm waking up on Sunset Boulevard
Maxing out all my credit cards
Living my own LA story
Living it up 'til the morning
We'll be taking shots under the stars
Living off of hotel minibars
Living our own LA story
Living it up, living it up
We living it up '

While we skated, everyone looked at us, took pictures, screamed, followed us, and even one of the group of girls screamed at Taylor to take her virginity away. I was going to have to get use to this new lifestyle.

Guys seemed to have fake tans or they had gotten too much sun, a lot of piercings and mad behavior.

I saw a lot of people trying to act on the street, some were taking photos, a lot of them were singing and dancing. 

All wannabes;  but lets explain this a little better. Yeah, maybe some were trying too hard at some of the things that they were doing to get noticed, but hey, it's Los Angeles, people here want to get noticed. They want to make it big.

'Everybody's a model or a wannabe
If you're that bad it's in Paris where you ought'a be
She's an actress, working on the late shift
Only longs for a big break as a waitress
Walk the strip, see the fashion getting wacky now
Out the door, passing out
Hit the floor, Pacquiao
Credit card at the bar never closing now
But the weather's so nice, nobody slowing down
Well except for the 101
Gotta SUV stuck in traffic with a ton of buds
I can promise you tonight's gon' be a ton of fun
Know that c-c-c-c '

"So Drea, do you liking Venice Beach?" Matt skated next to me, and asked.

I smiled, and nodded. "Yeah, I never expected it to be like this. It's all so beautiful." I said.