Hello guys.. I know it's been like... centuries (REMEMBER ME... REMEMBER ME FOR CENTURIES) *listens to FOB*.. till I updated.. But here you guys go.. I hope you guys enjoy .. Oh gawd I'm horrible at authors note.. Anyways here's the update
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My mom kept calling me as I walk away from them, what surprised me is that my dad actually tried to run to me.. I thought he doesn't like the idea, now I know where I got my bipolar disorder.. Like DAYUM .. He's worse than I am...
"Amy, you should consider it. No offense and all but don't you think you should I don't know.. Maybe go outside this small island" my dad said
I scoffed at his reason.. I went to fucking Hollywood last year.. AND PARIS.. DONT YOU THINK THATS ENOUGH
"Dad, we did go to Paris and Hollywood" I said in an annoyed tone
"I don't appreciate your attitude, young lady" my dad said angrily
What the actual fuck, he's so ughhh he's impossible.. One minute ago he was sweet talking me .. And now he's yelling at me.. Is he in man period
"Sorry, daddy" I said in a fake innocent voice
"Amy, honestly.. I think you should go. There is such thing as social medias where you can contact your friends.." My mom said.. WOAH.. HOW THE FUCK DID SHE GET THERE.. DOES SHE TELEPORTED...
" no I did not "teleported" "my mom said
What the fuck..she can read minds too.. What's next my dad is secretly a fuckin timelord, or he's in a punk rock band
" amy, you okay .. You're sorta staring at the umbrella" as my mom pointed at the tifanny & co. Umbrella
"And by the way.. I heard there's a lot of hot guys in Cali" my mom whispered.. Now that's interesting.. I probably had 100 crush.. No kidding.. Like WHY DOES BOYS HAS TO BE SO GODDAMN HOT... I hate it..
"Mom... Dad... Why not. But you have to not Judge my clothes.. And give me at least $100,000 allowance per month.. Or more.. And give me a $1,000 hot topic gift card.. And daddy... DONT be mad at me if I have a summer fling.. Or better.. A boyfriend" I said... I know how much my dad hates it when I talk about boys and all.. Especially when the word "date" is in them
"Sure, that'll be good" my mother mused
"HELL NO" my dad said angrily,woah.. When did he had an inner ghetto black girl.. (not racist BTW)
"Whatch your language Evan, you sound like a rachet girl" my mom said jokingly
" amy... I'll do it.. But you have to cross of the "summer fling, boyfriend" part" my dad said
"Sure, whatever" I said casually
I leaned in besides my mother to whisper
" not happening daddy" I whispered quietly to her
My mom ending up chokin and laughing..
"Oh gawd, amelia.. You got my humor" she said laughing still
"You know it" as I snap and point at my mother
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Hello there guys, you guys are like.. Woah .. Finally you woke up from you slumber.. Yeah well.. This isn't " This Is Gospel" (by P!ATD) so I'm not in my permanent slumber .. Oh gawd.. I need to stop my references.. I hope you guys enjoy.. BYEEEEE
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Moving out
Teen FictionSorry guys, this is partically chapter 1.. i dont have time to write a description about it.. but i wuv you guyss so here it is . ' I broke off my dream and listen to their argument instead. "I don't know what's wrong if she lives with her auntie I...
