Hi guys! This is my first time writing on here so if I make mistakes im sorry. I am going to change the characters up a little bit. I hope y'all enjoy the book!
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JADE POV:
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RING RING RING RING....
My hand flies over slamming the off button on my alarm clock
"Stupid alarm clock" I mutter softly.
I slowly move out of my bed. My bed was like my home I was always sleeping or eating, whatever was closest to me at the time.
Slowly moving to the bathroom I grab my toothbrush and start brushing my teeth. I never really ate breakfast nor do I shower in the morning. I mean who does that? I always take mine at night. I'm just too lazy to take a shower in the morning.
After brushing my teeth and fixing my mop I call hair I grab my haircurler. I never really liked dressing up. Usually I just pick the first thing my hand touches and that's my outfit for the day. I mean who has the time to be girly that just takes hours but this morning I feel like looking cute.
Looking at the time its 6:20 I dont have to be at school till 7:38 I think. Since I'm new it takes me a few hours to actually adjust...who am I kidding it'll take a few months.
My uncle just threw the schedule at me and told me to figure it out myself so I wasn't able to adjust fast enough.
We moved from Tennessee. It was so pretty there. Our house wasn't really big or nice but the neighborhood was nice. There was always kids playing in the street. If you went into your neighbors house it was clean and there were family pictures everywhere. Not the kind of fake family pictures were you are told to smile but there was always genuine happiness. But walking into mine was just plain depressing.
I always kept the house clean but it was always dark and definitely no family pictures. He threw them all away but I was able to snatch one before he could. But because of everything I had to move to here, florida.
The house we live in now isn't much but It's something. It was just a one story home with two bedrooms. My uncle chose the biggest room so I got the smallest.
My boyfriend justin was all I got. He was gorgeous in my opinion I have been with him three years. He was few inches taller than me and had beautiful brown eyes and a great body. He had a few problems but he was great. He had controlling issues and he could be a jerk but he was the only family I got. Shortly after I was diagnosed with cancer my mom, dad, and brother had past. A year ago I fought it off like I promised my mom I would. I hoped it would never come back.
It's a tragedy story I should probably save for another day.
My room has a deep blue colored paint that hugged the wall. My tiny dresser in the corner next to the window that had little light shining through. The petite closet sits across from my tiny bed with black sheets and blankets. I've always wanted a walk in closet just never could afford one in a house.
Snapping myself back into reality I walk to my closet grabbing the nearest clothes I thought were cute. I put on my black tanktop that showed my stomach a bit, a black leather jacket, black skinny jeans, and black combat boots. I look at myself in the mirror my light red hair flowed down below my butt a bit. The black highlights somewhat fading.
Damn I look good.
My alarm went off again causing me flinch. I run out of my room grabbing my bookbag. Stopping in my tracks realizing something.
I forgot his breakfast fear instantly scorched through me. my tan skin turning pale.
I know it may not seen like a big deal but uncle Fred loves his breakfast. He would kill me if I missed it.
I ran into the kitchen making him eggs and bacon. If I never made him breakfast on time he definitely wouldn't be happy. I knock on his door hearing a growl in response.
Well screw you too.
I quickly grabbed my stuff and ran outside.
I step outside, the sun shining brighter than usual. Usually It's darker outside. It'll take a second to get used to this. God I hate California.
I shrug it off and walk towards the driveway. My truck and bike sitting out waiting for me. I always worked hard for my stuff. I didn't have anyone to help me. I usually didn't like being helped. I had hands I can do it myself.
Today I decided to ride my motorcycle instead of my truck. I hop on and smile to myself. I owned a black harley davidson motorcycle she was my one and only love. Other than food of course. And sleeping. And Netflix.
I have lots of loves okay? Don't judge.
I pull up my GPS and put in the schools address.
Today is going to be interesting
After a few minutes I drive into the parking lot that is flooding with students.
Seeing me ride in caused almost everyone to stare at me.
Great..
I hate attention. Like mind your own business damn.
Yes I'm a human so interesting.
I park in a empty spot making sure I wasn't near anyone. I grab my headphones and listen to music till the bell rings.
Grabbing one of my favorite books knowing today will be a very shitty day but it's a start.
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Hi so first chapter was a little boring.
But im just getting started!
I hope so far I ain't boring y'all to death lol
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