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Just That Kid 7: ConfessionsLiving off of crackers for the first week was a little hard. I started to feel sick after about day three, and raided the counters for anything else. I was pleasantly shocked to find a box of Ramen noodles hiding in the back of a far cabinet. It kept me held over for a few days more.
Breylin had taken notice that my parents hadn't been around. On day 7 of being totally alone, she stopped by with her older sister Trinity. I had been laying in the middle of the kitchen floor, a little dizzy.
"Loren!" Breylin exclaimed, sneaking up on me somehow. "Dude, you a'ight?"
I rubbed my temples, trying to feel less sick. "Yeah," I breathed, "maybe."
Her face appeared in mine, draping her long blond hair over me. "Why do you look so not fine?"
I groaned, closing my eyes. "I just don't."
There were muffled footsteps, then Trinity bent over me as well. "You dying?" she asked, her blue eyes scrunched.
"Guys," I moaned, "Please."
Trinity straightened, taking in the dark house. "Where are your pare
LatreuophobiaI wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
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