NOTE: IF YOU CANT SEE THE PIC OF THE DOG AT THE TOP PLEASE SCROLL TO THE NEXT. IDK WHY BUT IT PUT BLACKNESS AS ONE AS WELL

I grip the steering wheel a bit tighter as I drive. Since I started taking online courses to finish college, I didn't get out much. I mean, I didn't get out much to begin with, but now I practically hiss at any sunlight.

I screech to a halt as a car suddenly pulls out in front of me. I honk in frustration. That jerk. I crane my neck to see who cut me off so harshly only to see a horrific sight.

A 70 year old lady was clutching the steering wheel, squinting at the road ahead. Now some might say, "what's wrong with an old lady?!" Well, where do I start with this one.

For one, she had on a huge, clunky ring on each finger and a big, leather, dyed bracelet on her wrist.

Then comes her dress. If i had to describe it in a sentence, it would be, Hey, my grandmother was looking for her couch cover! Seriously, it's couch cover bad. It was a floral print dress that had no shape whatsoever. The only thing you could make out of her body was her boobs. They were like sausages. It looked like her bra's under-wire was pushing her boobs up like they were lying on a flat surface.

And finally, her makeup. I'm no makeup expert. In fact I can't even do a wing in my eyeliner. But even I can tell you that not even a clown would wear such makeup. She had on some sort of knockoff bronzer that made her look orange. She also had on neon pink lipstick which was so badly done that she looked like Miranda Sings. She also had bright blue eyeshadow shmeared across her eyelid.

I shivered at the horrific sight. I tried to continue to drive home without having flashbacks. The rest of the ride went pretty smoothly, thankfully.

I got home and unlocked the door to the small apartment that used to belong to my boyfriend and me. Until the dirty two timer had sex with another girl in my own freaking bed. Let's just say they ended up walking home naked. I was so pissed. I got over him pretty quickly but I never found another special someone.

Unless you count one of my only friends, my dog Rocky. He's a golden cocker retriever. So basically, the forever puppy. He is about the size of a 3 month old golden retriever. He is only a year old of course but he will stay this size forever. He may be tiny physically, but he has a huge heart. Seriously. When i kicked my ex out, he jumped into my arms and started barking and growling at the naked couple on the street. He then proceeded to shred there clothes to smithereens.

Boy do I love him.

He greets me at the door barking quietly and wagging his tail. I laugh and squat down to pet him. He does this weird purring thing as I rub his ears.

"Hey buddy, do you want to help bring in the groceries?"

He barks in response. But then, to my surprise walks out the door and bound over to my car. I laugh and open the hood. I start unloading bags one by one. I have been trying to eat healthier lately but, come on, have you ever heard of a college student, eating healthy?! But I still stack the fruits and veggies in and a couple doughnuts. I swear, they are the bane yet the joy of my existence. I get comfy on my sofa. Rocky hops up next to me and curls up.

I sigh, rub my hands together and grab my laptop. I need to continue work on my end of term paper. I'm studying behind the scenes work in movies at The New York Film Academy.

I look down at what I have completed so far. spoiler alert, not much. So I poise my hands atop my keyboard. Just as I type the first letter, my phone rings.

I look around my couch to see that, yet again, I left my phone in the kitchen area. I get up from my very comfy position and find my cell phone... In the refrigerator. Nice one Ella. Oh yeah, did I mention my name is Ella? Yeah, Cinderella Rose Kindler. My parents were really creative.

I look at the caller ID and see it's none other then my best friend Ariel.

"hello?"

"Hey Ella! Me and the girls are going out tonight, wanna come with?"

I think quickly to come up with an excuse. My eyes dart to my laptop.

"Sorry, I have to work on my term paper. Maybe next time, okay?

"Girl you need to either get a life or get a daughter."

"A... Daughter? You know I am incapable of being a good girlfriend!"

"Then adopt"

"But I don't like ki-"

"Then adopt an older girl!" she says exasperated.

"Maybe."

"Okay girl I gotta go. BYE!"

I sigh as the phone call ends. I think about her words. I sit back down but as I put my hands on the keyboard once more, I am not writing my term paper. I am looking up orphanages for girls.

Hey all! So i got the idea for this story late one night and now I finally finished chapter one. Since I am a terrible person, I will get around to updating when i can which is not often. BUT HERES WHAT I NEED YALL TO DO. I STILL DO NOT HAVE A COVER AND WOULD LOVE IT IF SOMEONE MADE ME ONE AND DMED ME ON IG @HEYIMBLU

Anyway, don't forget to vote, comment and all the other things!

-Heyimblu :3