3 September 2012
I was tired of acting like everyone else wanted me to act. I was tired of dressing like everyone else wanted me to dress. I was tired of being a person I'm not. I was finished being a fake. I grabbed my car keys and jumped into my convertible. I headed to the mall. As soon as I got there, I headed straight for HotTopic. I walked over to the black band tees. I grabbed an Asking Alexander t-shirt and a Pink Floyd t-shirt. I walked over to the other t-shirts across the store and picked up 2 plain black t-shirts. I grabbed 4 pairs of black skinny jeans. 2 of them had rips all in them and the other 2 pair were plain. I went over to the belt rack and grabbed a black leather spiky belt also. I walked over to the cash register and noticed bracelets. I grabbed 10 black jelly bracelets and a few plain black silicon bracelets. I decided not to pay. I ran out of HotTopic as fast as I can. I was half way put of the store and saw security guys chasing me. I ran faster. If I would get caught I would have to go to jail and that's not going to happen. I ran even faster, faster than ever before. I was a criminal now and I liked it. It was daring. I ran out of the store and out to the parking lot. They were gaining on me but luckily my convertible was just right there. I jumped in. They were now about 10 feet away from me. I turned the key in the ignition, thinking it would start. It didn't. I did it again. It still didn't turn on. Ugh! Finally on the last try it did. As soon as the car was on I pressed the gas. The cops were right by me. When they saw me drive off they just left me. Stupid cops. I just stole like 2 hundred dollars worth of stuff. Haha.
I got home and ran inside. I put my clothes away, except the outfit I was going to wear right now. Before I got dressed I got under my Bathroom sink and grabbed a box of black hair dye. I'm not me anymore and I liked it. I was changing...for the good.
Smells Like Teen Love. (Chapter 23) • Opuss № I