Romancing The Devil: Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven:

After I walked out of the dinner, I was in very bad mood. I had $100.00 dollars in my pocket. I made a quick decision to buy an outfit tonight for my date with Camron.

I've never been on an actual date. I have never really given any guy who was interested a chance.

Camron though, was very different. I've had a thing for him since the very first time I saw him.

It was a ordinarily day, just like every other. When Camron DeBrisky enrolled. Every girl, including me had a thing for Camron.

He wasn't like the other boys around here. He was wiser, different. It was impossible not to have a crush on a god like figure.

As I walked though the down town side of the city, I came across a store I always wanted to go to. It was expensive, but I thought I deserved it. All the bills were already paid for this month.

I walked in the store, nervous that I didn't belong where the popular girls shopped. I never fit in with anyone my age.

I walked in Cato's with my head down hoping no one would notice me. I went to the juniors section and picked out a pink tank top, with white flowers, and blue jean skirt.

I went to the check out line and waited for at least ten minutes. The cashier rung my stuff up, the total was $76.00.

After that it was noon. I walked back to my house. And opened the front door.

"Booooeee." My drunk father slurred. The house was a wreck. Mainly my things thrown all over the place.

Anger rushed though my veins. Who pays the bills? Me. He has no right going though my stuff.

"What do you want." I said though my clenched teeth.

"Money Boe. I'm out of drinks." He begged.

"How much?" I asked. Knowing I'm only giving him a twenty. I pulled out my wallet.

"50.00." He said.

"I only have a twenty." I handed him the bill.

"Thanks." He said as he got up to go to the liquor store.

Time flew by as I cleaned up my fathers mess. Before I knew it, I only had an hour and thirty minutes.

As I went into my room I pulled out all the make up I had. I wasn't big on make up, but I wanted to too decent for tonight. I wanted to impress him.

For once I wanted too feel good enough, to have a date with Camron DeBrisky.

I put eye pink shadow, brown eyeliner on my eyes. Powder on my face. Blush on my checks and mascara to top it all off with pink lipgloss.

I spent thirty minutes curling my hair. This is the longest I have ever spent on my appearance.

After I got dressed, I hair sprayed my hair. I peeked in the mirror, and I looked like someone I didn't recognize. I was very proud of myself.

I couldn't believe I accomplished pulling off looking like this.

I hate girls who say they're not pretty when they obviously know they are. Im not ugly. But I'm not model material. I'm normal, just average.

I looked at my clock it was 8:56. I knew Camron would be here any second. I oped my door to my drunk parents jaw dropping and a knock at the door.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Dutch Jr.]

I liked how you made the main character relateable, with the exception she's an underground fighter. Lol. She's not some flawlessly beautiful teenage girl with a perfect personality. Just your average teenager. I admire that.

But I think it's a bit over the top that her parents are drunk 24/7. It just seems unrealistic that both are never sober and that neither of them work. I would suggest adjusting her backstory, to maybe her mom died and her mom was the bread winner, so now Boe has to take care of her drunken dad. It just seems a little overkill that a teenager has to take care of two drunks as parents. Besides, they weren't always drunks were they? At some point they had to be able to support Boe, or someone did, at least. She couldn't have been a fighter when she was in elementary school, so it would be a valuable piece to point out where she got her support from at her early ages. To add to the legitimacy and credibility of your story.