super-shots

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same story but just some rearrangements :)

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"MITCHIE COME DOWN FOR BREAKFAST, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE ON YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!"

"OKAY MOM, ONE SECOND!"

"HURRY!"

"IM ALMOST READY!!"

"THEN GET OUT THE SHOWER!"

"UGHH FINE"

Well in my defense I forgot I was in the shower. It was really warm in there, kind of like a mothers whom.

SHIT! SHIT! ALL THE HOT WATER IS GONE!!

I guess her water broke.

I got out and dried myself off. I wrapped the towel around my waist while I tried to tame my hair.

"MITTTCCHH!"

"IM OUT!"

"I KNOW YOURE OUT"

"NOT FUNNY"

"HURRY"

I threw on some black skinny jeans, a dark purple sweater, and my black creepers.

And let me tell you, Mommy looked GOOD.

I put on my airline chapstick and looked in the mirror for the last time before making my way downstairs.

"FINALLY! What took you so long, you probably already missed the bus."

"Then why did you disturb me if I already missed it?"

My mom looked at me like she was about to slap the hair off me.
I wouldn't be upset to be honest, I'd be soft as h*ll.
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Awh she made me breakfast, and a gluten free blueberry muffin.
I love ha, she's always looking out for me.

"-so do you understand now?"

"Yes mom, Im sorry. It won't happen again."

I don't understand

I flashed her a small smile which she reciprocated.

"Soooo...... since I missed the bus I guess I have to drive to school?"

"No. That means I have to take you."

"But please"

"No" she said in a sing-song voice.

"Fine, I'm going to wait in the car."
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Okay so while we wait for my mother to get dressed for work, let me take a chance to introduce myself.

My name is Mitchell Grassi, but call me Mitch. Call me anything else and I will cut you.
Im 13 and I like to sing. Total otter.
I'm really good in school (I've been moved up to sophomore even though I should be an freshman)
and I rarely get in trouble.

I usually never have a hard time finding friends in upper grade levels, so this school shouldn't be any different right?

I moved down here for my moms job promotion, and so we could we can be closer to my dad's empire of a business.

My mother is a lawyer and my dad is........ something we'll discuss on another day.

My mom finally came out dressed looking flawless as ever. She was wearing a nice light grey suit with a light pink undershirt...... I think that was my shirt.
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We blasted Ariana Grande, Beyoncé, and many other favs as we made our way to my school.

"IM FEELIN MYSELF, IM FEELIN MYSELF, IM FEELIN MY