Roxy Lang:
"How could you do this to me over and over I have tried everything, I can't handle it anymore. I have no other choice but to send you away... I wish I could give you another chance but I can't." My Mother cired.
She is the reason, well maybe not the hole reason, maybe some on this was my fault about what happened at school, The boy, or the car so I really don't know and don't give a shit. I am on this plane going to stay with my aunt. I guess I have been in trouble too many times, this will be my fifth school in two years. Some say I am a bitch, some love me for who I am, well lets just say the boys like me and the girls don't.
"All passengers enter in a orderly fashion," says the flight attendant, she narrowed her eyes when I passed by, so I flipped her off very politely.
"I enter the airport and I am finally in California looking around I find lots of guys staring at me, so I just walk outside and look for my aunt. She has two children the same age as me, and I am not looking forward to meeting them. I finally spot her in a dark blue hummer.
"Hey! Roxy I have been looking for you everywhere. Where have you been? You have grown so much! I remember the last time I saw you. OH!!!! And what are you wearing?" Does she ever shut her mouth? My ears are really burning from the sound of her voice. Just 364 days to go, then I am out of here.
"Hey Brealla" I said, but she just keep on asking questions
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I finally made my way to the hummer and we were on the road.
"We are almost there, you are going to have a good time here and I am going to take very good care of you," she said.
"Ok, you can try but I don't think you will succeed," I looked at her and smirked.
Then we finally pulled into this very big house, it is like my 2 of my houses put together, and my house is really really big. We go inside and she shows me my room, but it looks like it is someone else's room. There is pink EVERYWHERE!!!!! I was going to kill myself.
"You have some fucking problems if you think that I am going to stay in a pink room."
"Oh we are going to move all this stuff out of the room tomorrow, you will stay in the extra room till we move the stuff," she looked very nervous.
Is she stupid? Why can't i just stay in the extra room.
"WHAT?! WHY ARE YOU GOING TO MOVE THE STUFF OUT OF MY ROOM!!!!!" said a very very annoying voice from behind me. I turned around and I think I saw the perfect example of prep right in front of my eyes.
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