the beginning first chapter of this story is going to be written like Shea is talking to you but throughout the rest of the story it is just going to be her thoughts~ Gia
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today. today was the day. the day i moved. thank the lords! yes, i am actually one of those girls who are happy they are moving. why? well...... you will find out eventually. but anyways my name is Shea, Shea Collins. to describe myself i have long dirty blonde hair because my mom never had the money to get me a hair cut and i never trusted her with a pair of scissors. i have a rare kind of eyes actually... they're purple. yes, you read right, i have purple eyes. if i was anyone else i would be very proud because i have damn purple eyes... but im not. im known as a freak. its sad really. when i look at my eyes i just get reminded of how much of a feak i am. i have dimples. and to be honest they are one of the only things i like about myself. when i went to school (ive been homeschooled for the past year) i was bullied for being over wheight and i kinda didnt handle that well... i drownded my sorrow in... food. but finally when my dad decided to homeschool me i started working out, it took me a while but i now am proud to say i have abs... it may only be a two pack but, hey, at least its something. im kida goth but a prefer the term grunge... soft grunge. im pretty tall ..... actually im really tall... sadly. yes, sadly. i hate being so tall because the people at my old school tended to be really short. i felt like a gian. and was also bullied for being a freak. so i was bullied for being a freak for two reasons. my height and my eyes. so yeah thats me. and today im moving out of my little town in england- yes im british- to a nice warm place in Miami. well here we go...
