Chapter Fifty Six: Low Life, not poor

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We hop on to his car and he starts the engine and starts driving to the bar where we are going. He played out a song on his radio, and I start vibing with it, just singing the song in my head. If I remember it right, it is called Freaks, by the surf curse. I don’t know why, but these kind of songs makes me felt nostalgic, makes me felt like something happened to my life that is just memorable, even though it doesn’t even exist, in my head, like a memory of a non existence scene, in my head. I have wondered, what would be life if this is going to be my everyday. Just hanging out after school, drinking beers and wine, just hook up with everybody else, just having fun, in short, with nothing to worry about. Grades is my less concern at the moment, look, I maybe look like the one who are a

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