For years, we prayed for gold. Now we have it and now we're old.

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"FUCK YOU MATT"

"FUCK YOU BACK, BITCH"

"FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING GANG THAT THINKS THEY ARE ALL ROUGH AND TOUGH"

"FUCK YOUR FUCKING HIPPIE CULT"

Monica slammed the door to her room. Her chest heaved from her deep, scared breathes. She and her older brother Matt got into a fight like they usually do. All she wanted to do now was smoke a fresh blunt. But she had to go with her brother to the city so he could meet up with his crew.

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"Yo, Matty I thought you weren't gonna show"

Monica stayed in the car while she watched her brother fool around with his "best friends". Blake, Harry, Jason, Michael, Nate, and Niall. They called themselves Iso Penis, which stands for big dicks. All of the boys were douche bags who fucked with sluts and played games on virgin Kate's. Somehow they seemed to stay together and always back each other up. Even after their "gang bang" had a bad turn out.

To Monica, they were all a bunch of sexy losers. She was always flirting with her brother's friends. She hated them but became close friends with all of them. Some had a sister her age but she never talked to them or were even fond of them. Girls weren't as crazy, funny, or troubling as she was and it kind of irritated her. She got used to being around guys and her only sister.

She watched as the boys smoked and drank beer in the middle of their cars that circled around them to block people from seeing them. Her eyes were caught on only one thing, Harry. He had dark hair that curled like fairy branches and green eyes from the deepest waters. His jaw line was carefully cut with a few dimples in his cheeks. Everything she wanted, but couldn't have.

Harry had a girlfriend. Her name was Jacie. Monica had only met her twice and hated her. She was jealous of Jace. Her beautiful face and body was something she couldn't compete with. God picked the best for the best, right? But Monica didn't entirely hate her. She almost felt bad for her. Harry went to parties and got drunk then slept with hoes from their school. Jacie stayed home, studying, cleaning, and mourning. Not only did she loose her mom, but she lost her soulmate to New York's vibe.

"Hey Matt, let your sis out her. Maybe she'll like pot"

Monica lifted her head from the window as all the boys looked at her. Nate motioned for her to come out with his two fingers. As she slid out of the truck, she heard small remarks from the boys about how she was hot. Her cheeks heated and she took a seat next to Harry and Niall. Niall handed her cup filled with some type of drink. Without asking she sipped it and spit it back into the cup.

"Ew what the hell was that?"

The boys laughed except Nate, who sat looking sadly at her.

"My special treat my dear. Vinegar, vodka and Venice blood. Also know as The Triple V or Salty Vagina"

The boys laughed even harder as she put her hand over her face, laughing as well. This is why she loved those boys. They treated her like the rest of the boys.

Notes

Lol I wrote this yesterday but had to finish it today. If you want to see some scenes or the characters' house got to my new story Papers' Scenes. I'll be adding some shit later too soooo

~Mia <3