Teenage Dirt Bag Baby by jasmine chang (if you give a mouse a cookie read aloud .txt) 📕

I took a drag of smoke and blew it out the ashes falling down turning cold from the cigarette. I sat on the rail road tracks minding my own self. The sun was beating on me making small drips of sweat drip down my forehead. I was just nothing but a teenage dirt bag always looking for trouble. I’m not normal at all really I mean nobody is...Were all just lost souls looking for perfection. But I’m not. I give perfection my middle finger. I’m just a teenage dirt bag doing whatever I want with whoever I want. I blew one more drag of smoke and flick my cigarette off to the side. I close my eyes and took deep breaths enjoying this day. I open my brown eyes and got up I started walking down from the rail road tracks. The rocks started to rumble as the train started coming by I sighed and went down to the rode where car went by day and night. I turn my head a bit and saw a payphone and a gas station. I started walking to the gas station. The sun got block by clouds just passing through. 

I walk in the gas station a cod breeze hit me making me sigh in pleasure want over and grab some snacks and a coke. I went up to the counter and a guy was reading a magazine. I clear my throat the guy’s eyes look over the magazine and set it down. "What?" he said in a rude tone. I laugh in amazement and smirk "is this how you treat people?" I said and blink my eye lashes innocently with a smile. He rolled his eyes and started to scan my items "that would be 12.36" I frown "but I don’t have that kind of money" he laughed "well maybe that’s because you spend it on drugs Missy" I fingers lightly grab his collar and I look in his blue eyes and lean to his ear and whisper "I’ll give you an little treat if you give me this for free" I pulled back and wink the guy smirk "alright" he said and got up and started to lead me to the bathroom. I mentally rolled my eyes at his studiedly I stop him before he went in I started to kiss his neck leaving my red lipstick on his neck. My hands grab his wallet and keys without noticing I pulled back and giggle cutely He smirk and walk in the bathroom first. Before I walk in I smirk and shut the door. The guy bang on it and yelled cured word threw the door out they came out muffled.

I lock the door with a key and laughed "cya pervert!" I put my sunglasses and unlock the register and got all the cash. I shoved the cash in my pockets and bra. I grab the food and my drink I took a sip out of the coke leaving a red lip stick smudge on it. I left and the door rang its bell as I went out. I saw the guy’s car and smile I grab the keys and fit each one until one unlocks the door. I started the car and drove off I turn on the radio and blast it I stop at the red light and waited. I stared to lip the words to the song and tap my hands on the staring wheel enjoy the moment. Before the light turn green I took another cigarette I put it in my mouth and grab my lighter the flame turn on lighting the cigarette smoke filled my lungs killing me slowly but I didn’t give an shit. It’s my life nobody else we all die in the end with a caused it’s the circled of life. The light turn green and push my foot on the petal and drove. I didn’t know where I was going but I really don’t care it’s not my car.

I let one hand on the wheel while the other took the cigarette out of my mouth while my lips blew out the smoke. I grab out my phone and dialed and number I push the phone up to my ear hearing it ring. I groggy voice picks it up “hello?” “hey Brandon it’s me” The line was silent then a voice boom in the background Brandon yelled back at the voice they died down and Brandon spoke up again “you still there Bow?” “Always am” I sighed “want to hang out?” “Sure” I shrug “I’ll pick you up” “naw I got a car” He laughed “whose car did you steel now?” I smirk then fake gasp “me steel?! No never!” He laughed “alright pick me up at my house we could go to zack party” I swallow down my nerves and laughed nervously “y-yea totally!” I said “k see yea soon” “bye” “bye Bow” He hung up I drop my phone and cursed at myself…all I’m going to say is that me and zack hate each other so fucking much and every time we see each other its war world three…… 

Publication Date: 07-23-2013

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