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You'd think after you've slept over eight years on a couch that your body would get used to sleeping on a couch, but it never really does. Molly woke up slowly, her body feeling like it had been hit by a truck or several. She reached over to the coffee table and took a sip of the beer she had open last night but hadn't finished. God it was awful. 

[b]"Molly."[/b]

The soft voice of Molly's grandmother called from the top of the steps. She did this every single day. She didn't even bother coming down here anymore knowing that her basement had been transformed from a lovely second living room to the den of a teenager. It reeked of dirty laundry, weed, and incense trying to mask the smell. [i][color=gray]"Yeah grandma, I'm up."[/color][/i] Molly called from her position on the couch. The knitted maroon quilt was haphazardly wrapped around her petite body. She grabbed the corner and flung it off. Her bare legs exposed as she sat up and made her way upstairs to the kitchen.

[b]"Good Morning Mol"[/b] her grandmother said, and Molly gave her a grin. She had no qualms with the old woman this morning, she gave them a roof over their head and even though she annoyed the shit out of her sometime- she cared a lot. Sitting down at the kitchen table she pulled her legs up underneath herself crossed, as she picked up a banana from the center bowl from the table. Peeling it began she eating it slowly. Her body was still waking up and her motor skills were barely functioning at that time in the morning. [i][color=gray]"My ma already left?"[/color][/i] Molly asked, her large doe eyes widening a bit in question. Grandma nodded, [b]"Yeah a bit ago. They had a lot of things to do at the high school early this morning for the first day. Are you excited? This is your last year."[/b] Molly nodded.

She hadn't really thought about it too much in the scheme of things. The last few years had flown by so quickly and she didn't have that much to show for it. [i][color=gray]"Yeah, I'm excited. Can't wait for college."[/color][/i] her grandma gleamed, making Molly smile. She had no intentions on going to college as of right now, but she know it would make her grandma happy to hear, regardless of if it was a lie or not. Leaving her peel on the table, she excused herself going back to her "room" in the basement and gathered her things to get ready for school.

She showered, and did her usual routine of makeup and personal hygiene items before getting dressed. She wasn't one for trying to impress anyone on the first day, so she dressed as normal as one really could. A fitted black v-neck quarter sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans. On her feet she wore flip flops. Texas weather was always odd. Sometimes it was hot, sometimes it was cold, and sometimes both within the hour. Knowing the school was going to be heavily air conditioned, she decided it was a safe bet on her outfit. 

Throwing her head down, and then flinging it back she got a good amount of mess and volume into her blonde mess of hair. She let out a huff of too much activity. She wasn't looking forward to getting back into dance and volleyball, knowing damn well she had spent all the summer drinking and smoking. Sitting down on the couch she packed a small bowl, and took several hits as she rested back on the couch. She wanted to be completely chill for her first day, knowing that there was going to be a lot going on.

Tapping the ash into a pile on the coffee table, she put her finger in it and put it on her tongue. It was an odd habit, but she had been doing it for years now and couldn't stop herself. Putting down the piece she began to roll several joints, placing them into a pair of socks that she would place with the rest of her gym clothes. Today would also be a good day for finding new clients and reconnecting with the ones she had lost over summer vacation. Molly had been saving up for a car for ages through dealing and she was hoping that this year would be the year she finally did it.

After packing her plain black backpack with her clothes for practice, some miscellaneous school supplies and someone's lighter she walked back upstairs and heading out the door. Her house was practically across the street from the high school so she didn't have much to worry about time frames. Though she rarely did anyways.

Strolling through the parking lot, she said hello to several people she knew and began talking to a few out by their cars.