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Chapter 2 - Chapter Two: Good news girls, we got drinks!

Chapter Two: Girl! Good News! We got drinks!

I get to class and sit in the back of the class. This class is English with Mrs. Susan. I got here a little early because I was nervous and now everyone else was showing up about fifteen minutes later.

Now the class is full and creep guy sits next to me. I mean, he's cute with his: brown hair straight hair and green eyes. He's wearing jeans, red long sleeve shirt, and a black jacket. But when he sat down he didn't even say hey to me. That's rude. So he's rude and creepy. Totally not talking to him.

"Already class, let's begin." Mrs. Susan smiles.

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After all my classes are done with I come home about five o'clock.

"Sage? You here?" I call out when I walk in the door to our apartment.

"Girl! Good news! We got drinks!" Sage and Angel come out.

Angel is one of me and Sage's best friends. Angel is an actress just like Sage. Angel is skinny, with blue eyes, and long wavy natural red hair. Angel, Sage, and I have all been friends since high school. Angel is always the life of the party while I am reading a book during the party. I have always been awkward and shy. Angel is the pretty one, Sage is the funny one, and I am the weirdo everyone wonders why they hang out with me.

"NICKY! How was your day?" Angel asks while she pours me a margarita.

"It was good." I say as she hands me my drink.

"How did the audition go?" I ask them both.

"I got ALICE!" Sage screams and then falls over. She always screams and falls when she is drunk.

"I got the queen of hearts!" Angel smiles.

"Congrats to you both." I go and sit on the couch.

Angel and Sage are sooo drunk. Once they both sit on the couch, they fall asleep.

I finish my drink and then fix myself something to eat. I know Sage, my therapist, and my Mom will be happy.

I fix myself some oatmeal and eat at the table.

"You don't want to do this. You don't want to eat this. This will make you fat. You are a PIG."

"SHUT UP!" I scream my thoughts and finish eating my dinner.

I do my homework and now it's time to do my journal. My therapist, Andrew, has been really wanting me to do this daily journal and food diary since I got out of the mental hospital last year.

Day One.

Food diary for today:

Breakfast: coffee and an apple.

I totally just lied about that but well.

Lunch: Dr. Pepper and a peanut butter sandwich

Dinner: oatmeal and water.

Dear Diary,

Today was pretty good. Had some bad thoughts today but I tried my hardest not to focus on them. I had fun with Angel and Sage tonight. First day of sophomore classes went great. I felt pretty anxious today probably just because it's the first day of classes. So all and all a good day.

"Meow." My pretty kitty Littles jumps on my lap and wants cuddles.

I pet him as he sits down in my lap.

"Sorry I was gone all day babe." I tell my baby.

I pet Little for a while then check my phone.

My Mom texted me:

Have a good day Honey, love you! -xoxo Mom!

I text her back:

Thank you Momma, love you too!

I know she won't answer me till tomorrow because she goes to bed early.

I am really close with my Mom. I was struggling with my eating disorder so much in high school that my Mom pulled me out of school and homeschooled me for high school. It was the best thing for me. Now we are really close. I love my relationship with her. She has always been there for me and loved me. I know a lot of people don't have close relationships with their parents but I do. I am very blessed.

I pull out my computer and write some in my novel. I love to write. When I was really struggling, I turned to writing. Now I love writing romance novels despite the fact I have never been in love.

Writing has always been my passion and hopefully someday I can make a career out of it.

Right now my major in college is English and Technical Writing. Since it's hard to make it as a full time writer I am taking the other job of being a tech writer.

I've been writing for a while but now it's time to go to sleep.

"MEOW!" Little gets mad when I don't go to bed on his time schedule.

"Okay baby let's go to sleep."

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