Memories - Panic! At the disco
Present day
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So why dont i catch you up in whats happened in the last 13 years, okay? Okay.At the age of eleven my mother died of lung cancer so i was moved away from Sydney Australia to live with my dad in London in the UK. Its not as fun as you would think i left my best friend michael clifford [ i havent heard from him since ] and everyone else i cared about. I was alone for most of the time and i only had one good friend her name is Bella. We sometimes still talk and i kind of like that, apart from the fact that shes talking about people i hardly know. My parents were actually split up just a little while after they found out my mum was pregnant and he fled the country without a trace. He ended up getting re-married so im stuck with a stupid twat of a brother and a bitch of a step-mum. 3 years later when i was 16 we all moved back to Sydney [god knows why] and i reunited with one of my old friends Taylor she was the first to know that i was coming back and i was pretty much tacked into a bear hug when she first saw me again.
And thats pretty much where were at today.×××
"ALYSSA GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWN STAIRS FOR BREAKFAST" my annoying step mum yelled out, her voice was so god damn loud she could wake up the whole fucking neighbourhood.
Seriously.I groaned and slowly made my way out of bed to end up in the kitchen, where the smell of bacon and eggs filled the air, as i was walking through the kitchen door my brother wizzed past me hes only 11 and i seriously dont understand how he has so much energy.
"How can someone be so wide awake so early" my dad said rubbing his eyes. " I swear its not normal" i said .He let out a sigh " sometimes i wonder how did we end up here?"
"I wonder the same thing" said my step mum smiling at my dad and giving him a peck on the lips, my brother max screwed his face up in disgust and started fake gagging, i snickered as my step mum told him to shut up.
"Oh and Alyssa tracey and I are taking max away for the weekend and i trust you to be on your own and keep the house clean-" he started "yeah yeah im 18 now i shouldn't even be living with you guys anymore, and i get it no partys, no alcohol, no drugs, no boys got it" i said remembering the un-countable times that he's told me. "yeah well im going into town ill see you when i get back" i said grabbing my keys of the side table and made my was to my car.
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