A/N: I FUCKING HAD TO REWRITE THIS TOO MANY FUCKING TIMES SO HERE YOU GO. Trigger Warning: light mention of child abuse.

I slung my backpack over my shoulder and pulled my hood over my head. I grabbed some cash and opened my window, waiting. I started to fall asleep when I heard a whisper. "Anna! C'mon let's go get TURNT!" I looked out my window, only to see the beautiful blonde illuminated by the setting summer sun. Her feet were planted firmly on the ground apart from each other, her arms open wide awaiting my jump.

"You know, if you were ANY other person, I would trust myself to jump into your arms." We both grinned.

"Betcha I can catch you." She said, beckoning me with her finger.

"Wait, let me finish writing my will. Done. You won't be able to catch me."

"Don't be a little bitch. Fuckin' jump."

I draped my legs over the window, swinging them back and forth, just to annoy her. I considered the pros and cons, y'know like a responsible young adult. Pros: I land safely, I come out of the closet and am accepted, I land on her and previous sums of adrenaline gives me enough courage to confess my undying love for her and we make sweet sweet lady love 'til dawn. Cons: death, concussion, coma, infertility, my mom sees us and she beats me 'til dawn, etcetera, etcetera.

"Earth to Anna! Can we go to party or nahh?" She jibed

I shrugged and jumped, only to find that my previous assumption that she wouldn't be able to catch me, was correct. I landed on her chest, instantly knocking the wind out of her. "Shit, sorry Els." I apologized. She coughed loudly and I covered her mouth, attempting to smother the sound.

"Quiet or else my mom'll hear." I growled. She stood up

" 'Sorry for landing on your fragile body Elsa. Are you okay considering that you have severe asthma and I could of seriously hurt you.' You can be a real fucking bitch sometimes"

"I said sorry you cunt. Get over it."

"Whatever dick. Anyways, did you bring it?"

"As if I would forget it." I said, standing up to brush off my red jeans.

"Sweet let's go."

We linked pinkies and walked to her motorcycle. It was a sexy Electric Orange and Black Harley Davidson VRSCE2. I slid in behind her leaning back against the padded back. Then, she said the three words some girls have to wait her entire life to hear.

"Press your boobs against back and put your hands on my waist."

Wait.

Okay, keep in mind I got really high that night and this is still a flashback.

I did as I think I was told and we sped off towards the supermarket. While there, we bought 10 boxes of brownies and five boxes condoms. We walked up to the checkout where a scrawny male clerk with long, brown hair that fell into his eyes, raised an eyebrow towards us.

"We're trying new things. Kinky things." Elsa said, grabbing my ass and wiggling her eyebrows. I jumped up with a yip. she stifled a laugh covering my mouth. Scrawny Young Thang finished bagging our items. I grabbed our crap and we walked out to the motorcycle.

"Thanks for carrying the bags, babe." She giggled, grabbing my ass again.

"Bitch." I muttered under my breath. I climbed back onto Elsas' sexy bike and we rode off to what would probably be the biggest mistake I would ever make.