Chapter 1 guess whos back

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Chapter 1

Guess who's back

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Fyi!!! ALL MY CHAPTERS AREN'T EDITED!!

So I'm gonna tell you a little but about myself. Names Nicole Lewis. 16 turning 17 in a month and a half. As a kid my parents loved me. I had he average family. An older brother, loving mother and father. We ate at the table every night. I would help mum cook.when we got home from school they would ask how are day was, now, they aren't there at the end of the day. My mum was a stay at home mother, and my father was a over the road photographer. I loved photography. I would get to go on trips with my father on occasions. My brother, Zach , was in motocross. As much as I loved photography, motocross was way better. If I might add I was pretty good. When I was 9 my brother, was 15, he got in a crash. That's when my parents stopped caring. My mum decided we were old enough to care for are selves so she started going over the road with my father. I was lucky if I got to see them twice a month. When I was 12 my brother moved out he apologized for leaving me , but said he had to get out.

After that I lost it. My grades dropped. I was always distant. The only people that cared were my two best friends, Annie ,and Sarah. They both had situations at home. Annie lost her mom when she was 9. Sarah's family didnt care what any of there kids did. Sarah had a older brother who dropped out of school. I was always jealous of her she had the perfect family. But her parents started getting into drugs there once perfect caring, family fell apart. I'd known them my whole life. Sadly my parents moved us. Not only did I loose my two best friends but everything I knew. All the memories. Everything. When I turned 14 I decided that was it. I would forget my past. I wouldn't care, nor listen to anyone. I have no rules, I do what I want when I please. So lets get to the story shall we?

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Ugh I don't want to go to school. Whatever , I should probably go or ill be fined. Ha! Who cares ,it's not like it would make a dent in my parents wallet! They love me so much, they put $500,000 in my bank account , and come home maybe once a month sometimes they skip a month. And when they do come home they don't exactly pay attention to me.

"Get your lazy ass up!" Angel yelled jumping through my window already dressed for school.

She was dressed in a pair of dark blue skinny jeans with rips all the way up her thighs,a black tank top ,and a zip up hoodie.her back pack was slung over her shoulder and she had an annoyed look on her face. Did i mention she just so happens to be my best friend. So yea I let one person in. We were with a group of people ,but I never told them my past, and I don't plan to. Angel made me tell her. Don't let her name fool you.

"I don't 'have' to go" I stated.

"Well, your going too. There's a new Kidd coming today."

"I.dont.care and hey did you die your hair?" Normally her hair was all blond. Now the whole bottom and up to her ears was a dark blue. It may not sound pretty but trust me it looked great.

" Yes, now Stop wining get off your lazy ass and get dressed. Or ill dress you myself."

Ugh she's so pushy ,not to mention stubborn. Knowing I lost this argument I dragged myself out of bed and into my closet. I got out a pair of black skinny jeans ,a gray hoodie ,and grey Uggs. Luckily when I wake up my hair doesn't have to many tangles. I quickly brushed my dark red hair and no i didnt die it its natural;) and applied my make up.

"Ok, ready, lets go" we both walked down the stairs. I grabbed my bag and we headed out the door. Once we were in my 72 Cheyenne c10 we were on are way. (I asked my dad for a cool truck lol) Of course, we were late. Who cares tho, the teachers hate me, which I find funny. I parked and we jumped out and were instantly greeted by an excited amber, and a bored Austin. Once he saw me his eyes lit up.

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