*COMPLETED*
She is a beautiful, high school girl who lives in Lansing, Michigan, with great grades and amazing athleticism. The one and only, Kaytlyn Flores.
But when she comes face to face with the schools bad boy, how will she react? Another quest...
"Hello?" I asked hoarsely, holding my phone up to my ear.
"How are you feeling?" My brothers voice asks me.
"Like shit, it's six in the morning, Noah. Why didn't you just walk into my room?" I asked, slightly annoyed.
There was a brief pause, then Noah broke it,
"We're still at the gangs..."
"Oh." Was all I could say. They stayed the night? I wasn't mad, just a little upset.
"Happy twenty eighteen." I said before hanging up.
I placed my phone back onto my bedside table before falling back into a deep sleep.
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I woke up once again, immediately grabbing my phone to check the time.
Twelve in the afternoon, it read. Noah and them probably aren't back yet.
With my head feeling a little better and my stomach grumbling up a storm, I stood up slowly from my warm covers.
I shivered, my room was quite cold. My legs lead me to my bathroom, and I almost wanted to throw up at the sight I saw in the mirror.
My hair was a rats nest, my eyes were bloodshot with bags around them-not to mention, they were puffy-and all in all, my tanned colour was just completely gone.
"Shower time..." I mumbled. I really did just want to get back into bed, but I knew that I would feel so much better after I had gotten cleaned up.
I turned the shower on to a very warm temperature, then slipped out if my track pants and tank top, then hopped into the warmth of the water.
Then I do what I always do-get my hair wet, then take some shampoo and massage it through my scalp, after I rise that out I'll take some body wash and do exactly as the name says, then following I shave, lastly I just put conditioner in my hair. Well, technically, the last step is rinsing the conditioner out, but, whatever.
I step out of the shower, quickly wrapping my robe around my body and walking over to my closet. The sweatpants and tank top that I had taken off before my shower-I have been living in those ever since I first got sick.
So I definitely needed different ones. I grabbed my black 'PINK' sweatpants with a tight, red tank top. (Below)
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