layne, maxx lightning

[maxx lightning layne]

MaxxLightningLayne
sixteen. junior. insecure. egotistical. charming. cameron ugh.

"I'm pretty sure when my parents had me, this wasn't what they had in mind. I mean, sure, my dad was probably expecting the awesome mix of skill and bad-assery, but I think my mom expected me to be a little more like Brent, my twenty-four year old brother. As if we needed two of him. Besides, what did they expect? They gave me the middle name 'Lightning' for God's sake. Anyways, like I said, I'm pretty sure they didn't expect me to be quite as dedicated, friendly, or complicated as I've actually become. You know how teenagers oftenn live two different lives? The one with their friends, and then the other at home? Turns out, I live three.

The first is my home life, which isn't good as it is. My dad doesn't require me to really hide anything from him, but I mean come on, does he really expect me to tell him everything? It's not even close to that, and don't get me started on Brent. I know there's the occasional sibling rivalry but are you supposed to absolutely loathe your brother? We wouldn't have a problem putting a bullet in one another if we had to. But for the most part, I'm the perfect wannabe-father type son. My dad is a racer and I drive every bit as hard - and fast- as he does. When I said I was dedicated, you thought I meant to racing, didn't you? I love it, I really do, but it's nothing compared to my dedication to other things. Like adrenaline. You've all heard of those people who did bad things for fun, right? It's a little bit like that, except I do bad things to get a rise out of people most of the time. It's in my nature, I'd like to think. My mom would know.

The second life I live is my home life. But I already said that, didn't I? I meant my Los Angeles life, with my mother. Even though I live with my dad, and he clearly tries hard to impress me, I can't help but love my mother more. For some reason, no matter what Brent or Dad says, it feels like he drove Mom away. I mean, he's always doing things like that. These self-destructive habits thing runs in our family, especially with relationships. I've inherited it with relationships, whether it be with a guy or a girl, and Brent has too, with the guys he brings home. It isn't a good thing, I know, but I don't feel like making an effort to change it. Besides, it's not as bad as it seems. It only really happens with my relationships, they normally stay on a physical level. Still, with Mom, I'm sweeter, less bitter. I let her do nice things for me and if I'm at her house, I stay home for Christmas.

Finally, there's my life with my friends. I'm friendly, confident, and who you want to turn to if you're looking for something to do. Most of the time, I have the answers to whatever someone is asking. These people are who I'm completely dedicated to. I'd take a bullet for one of them before any of my family members, and I'm not even kidding. My doors are open to them all the time, at least to the ones I know aren't using me for the amount of money my father makes. Those friends are gold, and I trust them with a lot. But nobody knows every secret of my life, and trust me, I have more hidden corridors then an old tomb.

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experienceuhh, like 6 years?
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[Stella]

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