Breaking The Habit [Bam Margera] #1
Chapter 1 : Breaking The Habit [Bam Margera] #1
As Mike Vs baby sister, a recovering heroin addict and a smoker, will Peyton V be able to get over her addictions with the help of a certain someone?

Thats me ^^ Peyton Vallely. Or better known as "Mike Vs junkie sister".
Im 22 years old and I like my life, however others think its bad for me. Im a recovering Heroin addict, I drink, smoke and fight. I have pretty bad anger problems, and have a really short fuse.
Ive been smoking and drinking since I was around 15, and im pretty sure my lungs are twice my age at least.
My best friend is my brother Mike, he took me in when my mom just couldnt handel me anymore. I sent me to rehab to get me off the heroin. Which worked sure, but the smoking and drinking still exist.
I skate a little, and im a really good boxer. I have a sharp personality and let people in too easily.
Ive never had any abusive boyfriends, ive had 2 boyfriends. They were both dicks, but only because they wanted me to be someone who I wasnt.
My style of clothing is probably retro/70s style, im not your average skater/boxer, because I can be quite girl at times.
I was born in Edison, New Jersey. But now sub-side with my brother in Long Beach, California.
Im a funny person, and make people laugh easily. I have a happy personality and im happy pretty much 24/7.
Im currently unemployed, I recently got fired from a restaurante. Actually I walked out after the chef, who was also the boss, tried to make me work for less than the minimum wage.
I cant say Ive ever really spoken to Bam, ive seen him a few times when my brothers doing a demo. I know my brother is pretty good friends with him.
It was a friday morning, after a long hard night partying last night. It was Mike Vs birthday bash, and id thrown it for him. When i came down the stairs wearing a denim skirt, black tights and white vest top, the same I had been wearing last night, I stepped over many sleeping bodies on the stairs.
The good thing was, that I knew who everyone of these people were. I sat on the stairs next to one of my best friends Toni, she was fast asleep. I lit up a ciggarette and waved it in front of her, she sat up quickly, snatched it off me and inhaled deeply.
"Breakfast?" I asked.
"Only pancakes, I only eat pancakes in the morning" She croaked, sleepily.
I nodded and continued down the rest of the stairs to the kitchen, where Mike V was spread across the kitchen counter. I prodded his foot, he sat up and looked around a little dazed. I got some pancakes out the fridge and threw them at Toni.
"Morning Toni" Mike smiled.
Mike had had a crush on Toni since we moved here 3 years ago. I met her when I was working at a surf shop on the beach, we had been friends ever since, and she pretty much lives here.
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"Hello?" Mike yawned, answering the house phone. "Oh hey man....yeah, that sounds cool...okay if I bring my sister?....dude, im no answering that, shes my sister"
I rolled my eyes and grabbed a pancake from Toni.
"Okay, see you when I see you, bye" Mike hung up and threw the house phone aside, like always.
"Whats up man" I mocked him, throwing my arms about like a gangster, Toni laughed.
"Shut up" He laughed. "That was Bam, he's doing a new CKY film, wants to know if I wanted to join him for a few weeks"
"And are you?"
"Yeah, maybe, you wanna come?" Mike offered.
"Im in" I told him.
"Great, we leave tomorrow" Mike smiled, grabbing a pancake off Toni.
Today we were heading out to West Chester, to tour the country for many pranks and fuck ups. That was how Mike put it at least. After landing at the airport in PA, Mike led me through the airport. We were looking for someone called "Raab" or "Dico". I had no idea what they looked like, so I left that to Mike.
"There they are" Mike said, pointing to two men a few feet away from us. One was on all fours with a horse mask on, the other was on top, dressed as a knight in shining armour. You have got to be kidding me.
"Its Mike Vallelelllelely" The one in the armous stood off the 'horse' and said to us, in some sort of pirate voice. "And you must be Peyton Valelelelelelel...eee"
"Just Peyton" I laughed.
"My name is Brandon Dicamillow, but you may call me Dico, this is my horse Raab" Dico introduced himself to me.
"Would you like to touch my horse?" Dico winked.
I laughed.
"Can I get up now?" Raab whined.
"FINE!" Dico yelled, for no apparent reason, making me jump. "We have much to do, but first, we go see Bam-Bam yes?"
"Yeah" I giggled.
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