AN: Hey guys, haven't written anything in a little while. But school is almost out, so I'll be able to do soooo much more writing (I have no plans for summer because no life).

Recently, I've taken an interest in a game called Huniepop (it's a little mature but still pretty cool). I've especially taken an interest in the character Audrey Belrose. I know she's a total (ahem, female dog), but I wanted to try to write a little story showing her inner thoughts and hidden personality. Enjoy!

"Why are you so still complaining about that fucking haircut?!" Kyanna yelled at me.

"Because you got it wrong, AGAIN!" I yelled back. I couldn't believe she kept screwing up my hair.

"That nasty ass look your hair has isn't because of me. It's from you constantly smoking!" She lamely tried to defend.

"Whatever. Bitches like you aren't worth my time." Then I simply turned around and walked away. Once I was out of her eyeshot, I ran my fingers through my hair. It was dry, and did kinda smell like smoke. But she was supposed to fix that. It wasn't my fault if she can't do her job right.

"Hey." I heard a guy say from behind me.

I turned around. "What the fuck do you want? I'm busy."

He smiled and said, "So am I. I was looking for condoms for our date tonight."

'Hah, oh really? Well, he doesn't seem to be bothered by my hair, and he is kind of cute... but all he probably wants is to fuck me.' *sigh* "Well, I guess you tried. What do you want?"

"I thought you were cute and wanted to ask you on a date." He seriously responded. Then, he added, "A date that doesn't include condoms."

'At least he's honest.' "Fine, if you'll leave me alone. But you're paying." I answered.

He nodded and grabbed my wrist. "This way."

"Where the fuck do you think you're taking me?" I was a little worried.

"Just trust me. This place rocks!" He responded excitedly.

"Finnnneee. But if this sucks, you can expect me to bitch about how awful it is."

We got outside and got in his car. The sun was pretty much down at this point. Where the fuck was he taking me? If it was a bar, then he had to be pretty fucking lame. To avoid an awkward silence, and because I was still feeling bitchy from earlier, I began to talk to him. Actually, more like rant. Not my fault if that bitch pissed me off so much.

"So that bitch of a hairdresser totally messed up my hair when she cut it. I mean, COME ON. Is it really THAT hard to cut someone's hair in a certain way? And this isn't even the first time she messed it up! She's fucked it up so many times! The only reason I go to her, is because she's the ONLY fucking hair stylist I can find. Seriously. Can't I get a break?"

He stopped at a red light and then turned to me, and began studying me hair. Then he replied, "I think it looks good. I especially like the bright red color to it." And continued driving.

' He... thinks it looks good? No, he's just trying to get on my good side so he can fuck me. He is trying pretty hard though, I'll give him that...'

"Oh good, we're here!" He snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Here? Fuck yeah!" I yelled.

"Yup! Lusties nightclub." He exclaimed proudly.

"I fucking love this place! Let's go in! I'm in a party mood." 'Maybe this guy isn't so bad after all.'

AN: There we go! Chapter 1, complete! Should I keep going?