Lexa Woods
18|Bisexual|February 2nd
After hanging out at the pier for a while, Lexa finally went home. As she entered her house, she couldn't hear any noise, which could be a good thing or a bad thing.
Hoping to get up to her room before she ran into someone, she dashed up the stairs. Unfortunately, her dad was waiting at the top. He looked as if he had been drinking, which was probably the case.
"Where have you been, Missy?" he asked her, glaring.
"I was out with my friends," she answered, glancing behind him at her room.
"Well why didn't you stay there? This house doesn't need worthless children in it. I have a hard enough time on the job area as it is. Take your things and get out. You're old enough to get your own place anyways, right?"
Lexa knew that she wasn't. But she also knew that arguing with him as not a good idea. Her dad finally moved out of the way and Lexa was able to get into her room. She closed the door and changed out of her track clothes quickly, then gathered up all of her clothes, school supplies, all of her personal belonging, which wasn't a lot anyways. She tucked it into a bag and left her room. Her dad practically kicked her out the door.
Lexa wandered around town for a while. None of her friends had safe homes either, so it would do her no good to stay there. She circled through town and ended up at a house. She didn't know who's house it was or why she ended up there. Lexa sat under a tree that partially his her from the house and set her bag down. She leaned against the tree trunk and wished that the night would be over.