Blue Miller is a girl with problems. She drugs herself, drinks, goes to parties. She is clever. Always with good grades. She doesn't know who her father is and her mom doesn't want to tell her either. She stops asking when her mother got married.
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"Blue, honey, go upstairs, please." "Why?" Blue asked, "When I told you to do something do it, Blue." Well, Tesa hasn't changed at all. Blue huffed "wherever," she said and went upstairs
"So, what do you want Winchester?" Tesa asked jokingly, I smirked and said "Well, I came to make round three." "HA-HA, good joke Dean." "you know, u haven't changed at all for like fourteen years," I said "Yeah, well, I have two kids and I'm married now, so, yeah I haven't"
"Ok, can we come in or what, I wanna talk with you." "Dean, you are always welcome in this house. Come on, I made pie." "Oh, hell yeah," I said and we all went inside.
"Okay, there you go," Tesa said when she put the pie in front of me "Wow, this looks awesome"
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"This is Blue's favorite, blueberry sour cream pie, Dean"
Blue's POV
When I get in my room I changed into a black short top and black jeans and put a jacket on with some pair of black and white shoes. I put on some make-up and took my phone and 300 dollars in my pocket to take drugs.
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After I got ready I stormed out of the room and when I got to the staircase I heard voices from downstairs, I just ignored them and continued to walk to the front door.
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Hey, sorry this chapter is short, but rn is lil hard to write.
