Desolation Row

(okay so I had to go back to check her age because I don't even know what it is turns out she's eighteen, I'm so fucking stupid sometimes)

*2 years later*
"BOONNIEEEE WHERE THE HELL IS MY SHIRT"
"WHAT SHIRT"
"THE BLACK ONE"
"THEY'RE ALL BLACK"
"YOU KNOW THE BLACK ONE"
"IT'S ON THE SOFA YOU FUCKTARD"
"K THANKS BITCH" I ran down the stairs, while frantically pulling off my shirt leaving me in my bra and a pair of skinny jeans. I grabbed the torn muscle shirt and pulled it over my hair. It's been two years since I died, two years since I've seen the guys, TWO FUCKING YEARS. and honestly I didn't give a shit about them anymore. I tied my dark red hair into a messy bun. I looked so different compared to when I lived in new jersey, I had my nose and lip pierced, a heavy amount of eye liner on, and tight black clothing that's probably too tight in some places.
"Awe look at my bby turning 20 tomorrow"
"fuck off Bon"
"whatever just get the ingredients k?"
"yeah yeah"
It was my birthday tomorrow, me and Bonnie planned to stay in all morning watching movies and attempt to bake a cake that's destined to be a disaster. I was out the door with my trusty ol' skateboard that looks like a piece of cardboard with wheels.

Once I reached the mini grocery store, I grabbed a trolley and put my skateboard on those things underneath as I started scanning the isles.
I've gotten pretty close to a few guys that live next door, there was, Colin, Ryan,Jordan, Louis and Pj. I keep thinking it's still Ray, Bob, Mikey, Frank and Gee. Bonnie and Jordan are practically all over each other but they don't want to admit it. The person that I'm closest with is Colin, I don't know he just reminds me of someone but I'm promising myself no to fall fr him and so far everything's good.
I was walking down the isle of icing, not really sure of what colour I'm supposed to get so I'll just get Red, Pink, Blue and yellow. I couldn't reach the yellow icing because it was right at the top and I'm short as fuck. I felt someone pressed up behind me causing me to stumble forward and hit my forehead on the shelves.
"owh fuck" I turned around and it was Colin holding the yellow icing
"here ya go you dwarf" I rubbed my forehead in pain as he placed it in the trolley
"aww is the wittle baby hurt"
I pouted and pretended to be sad, he hugged me and kissed my head. What.

Notes

OH FUCKING FINALLY THE STUPID SETTINGS ARE BACK THEY DIDN'T LET ME PUT SPACES FOR PARAGRAPHS JFC