B E L L EBeak
18
Alone
Hanging out
Crush: you'll never know c:
I finally let the straightener off my hair one last time, setting it down gratefully. "Goodness, hair, why are you so difficult," I murmured to myself as I fixed it slightly, putting down small strays that stuck up in a few places. I already had my clothes on, and had for a while. I just decided on my plain, hot pink bikini and some light wash jean shorts with a nice white tank top, which would probably end up being trashed by the end of the party. I took a deep, shaky breath, walking out of my room before locking it behind me. I began on my way outside the beak house, taking the walk to the park. Why was I even going to this party if I was sure to just get kicked out? I pushed that aside, along with some other bad thoughts as I neared the park. It had been decorated, and I made a small, nervous smile appear upon my lips. I searched around for somebody— anybody— and was instantly fearing I would be caught alone. I knew that I should've waited for Delilah. I took a few steps forward, adjusting my aviator sunglasses as the evening sun shone down on my face. I scanned my vision around the park, seeing nobody of familiarity of me. I sighed, crossing my arms nervously as I tapped my foot on the ground. I hated being early for this very reason.
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Sorry, hold tight for maybe 1-2 hours I'm back, to whom it may concern...)