Ok. Ok I'm an amateur I know! This is the intro, but it has a lot of inappropriate language. You don't have to read it to understand the story so if you're uncomfortable with how teenagers speak today, you can skip it :)
"Come on Lil, get in the car it'll be a fun ride." Carol persuaded.
"Do you think I'm fuckin' stupid or something? You're fuckin' 13 years old! And let me tell you I LOVE MY LIFE! Kay. Thanks. Bye." I said.
"You're just like 2 years older than us Lillian! That doesn't make you any fuckin' wiser!" Cinnamon bitched.
"You don't think I'm smarter than you!? Bitch PLUH-ESE! Psh not only in academics! I'm smart enough not to get in a car driven by a fuckin' 13 year old!" I said.
"Please just come. You'll have a lot of fun!" Paula persuaded.
"What about the cops?" I really REALLY don't want to go to jail.
"We're in Tijuana," Sahara started, "they don't care."
"Ok .Ok .If you want to Gaby can drive us around and we drop you off at your house before I start to drive. Don't worry." Carol suggested.
Gaby is Carol's sister. I think she's pretty nice, and she has a permit so I guess I can go.
"If Gaby drives…Sure I'll go" I agreed.
"You don't have to do this." I heard a voice say.
I turned around to see who it was, but I didn't get to see who it was because Carol, Paula, Sahara, and Cinnamon pulled me into the car.
Gaby isn't a bad driver, but I wasn't enjoying myself I was really PISSED OFF because I really wasn't in the mood. After a while I let myself go and I started to actually have fun.
I kept on hearing a voice in my head. It kept saying "You don't have to do it." over and over again! I was in lala-land when something really unexpected happened; Carol and Gaby changed seats.
"Carol! WHAT THE FUCK! You have to drop me off!" I screamed.
"Relax Lilly! We'll be alright." She replied.
I was really scared. Ok she was a cool person and all but I didn't trust her with my life!
We were turning the corner when--
"FUCK WATCH OUT!" I screamed.
But it was too late.