Fast Times at Clairemont High

"For fucks sake, Jordyn! Did you really think your affair would go unnoticed?!" My father yelled. Crap. They were in the living room, and they saw the door directly from where they were standing.

"What the hell Azalea? Where have you been?" My mother screamed.

"I-I was with Lyric, I promise!" Mother always made me flustered. I heard Audrey's feet pad down our creaky oak stairs.

"Father, may I have a quick minute with Azalea?" She asked gingerly. Father had a confused expression, but agreed to let us talk.

"They have been this way ever since you left. I can't sleep." she said, crying softly. I snuggled her in my arms, and started singing softly.

"Oh baby girl,
don't you cry today.
Come with me,
and I can make your fears melt away.
Oh baby girl, dry your tears.
You'll be okay, my dear." I sang, and Audrey sniffled. The song was straight from my songbook, and no one had ever heard it. She smiled a little bit before getting up.

"That was beautiful, Lea. Who is it by?" she asked. I smiled and she knew it was by me. She held her hand out, and attempted to pull me up. "God dang it. My arms are like noodles."

"Haha, don't blame yourself. I'm heavy." I said.

"Don't say that! You're quite skinny, you look underfed." Audrey commented. I let out a giggle, and she pulled me to her room. She sat me down on her bed.

"Now, where were you? We both know you weren't at Lyric's..." she trailed.

"I was with Lyric at a boy's house. She was introducing me to some of her friends." I replied.

"Were you okay? I know your social anxiety gets to you sometimes."

"Yeah, actually. They welcomed me in. The boys' parents even insisted I called them 'Mama' and 'Papa'. It was like a home away from home." I said. A home that wasn't a living hell.

"Oh my gosh, are they cute?!" she said, excited. I smiled at her.

"I have my eye on this one quirky guy. But there is also another guy who was wearing skinny jeans and a sweater. I don't know why, it's hot out here." I said. Right after I said that, my phone vibrated.

From- Unknown Number
Hey, it's Jaime. Lyric gave me your number!

From- Unknown Number
Hey, it's Vic. Lyric gave me your number!

From- Unknown Number
Hey, it's Mike. Lyric gave me your number!

From- Unknown Number
Hey, it's Tony. Lyric gave me your number!

Goddammit Lyric. I entered their numbers into my phone, and then I walked to my room. I put on some short pajama shorts and a sports bra. It was hot. I started to doze off.

Pang, pang, pang. I woke up to the slightest noise, considering I was a light sleeper. That's why it was so hard to fall asleep with my parent's arguing.

I sauntered over to the window, tired. I opened it to see Lyric and the boys outside. Mike whistled, and Lyric hit him on the arm.

"Fuck, that hurt Lyric!" he whispered loudly. She gave him a glare. "Sorry, shit."

"Get proper clothes on and come here!" Lyric beckoned. I did as she said. I put on my favorite Misfits tee and red skinny jeans. I slipped on my black high tops and snuck out the door.

"What do you want at 12:30 at night?!" I said. Lyric shushed me.

"We are going to Jaime's house. His parents aren't home, and my mom's being a prude, so let's go." I obeyed, putting my trust in Lyric. I walked to Jaime's house, with my pen and notebook in my back pocket.

"Welcome to La casa del Preciados!" Jaime shouted as we walked in. I giggled a bit, Jaime was so weird.

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