Juvie//Carl Gallagher

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*sorry for any mistakes*

Today is the day I move to Chicago.

I'm not gonna say it's the worse day of my life like some over dramatic teenager. Trust me I've had worse days.

I'm moving to Chicago because I just got out of juvie. I was in for 6 months for burglary and assault.

I started breaking into cars to steal money when I was 12. Then it was houses, I robbed a convenience store, but that was only one time.

My first fight was in fist grade. This girl threw soap at me in the bathroom, so I took a bunch of soap and threw it at her face hoping it would get in her eyes. It did.

It all went down hill from there. I just have a short temper and hate people.

My parents both died when I was 8, so I live with my aunt Meg and uncle Scott. I have an 19 year old brother and 11 year old sister that I live with too.

My aunt wants a new start. I don't really care where we go because I get to bring my best friend Luke. Luke is 17 and has lived with us since his parents kicked him out when his was 13. There both drug addicts.

"Jessica, get up" I hear my aunt yell "NOW".

I roll over and automatically jump up out of my bed.

"Luke why the fuck are you in here" I ask. He has a bed shouldn't he be in it.

"Your sister put spiders in my bed" he says while stretching.

I put my hands on my hips, "Okay well if you didn't know we have a couch".

He rolls his eyes then gets up and walks out of my room.

My aunt walks into my room with my sister right behind her.

"Okay, I need you to pack everything that hasn't been shipped to Chicago yet and get ready we are leaving in 20" she says then walks away before I can complain.

My sister runs over to me and gives me a hug.

She has always been very affectionate. I worry about her sometimes. She opens up to people to quickly. She doesn't know what's out in this big bad world.

"Hey, what's up Veronica" I say while wrapping my arms around her.

"Why are we moving" she asks.

I sigh, "for a new start"

"Is it because you went to jail" she says then starts laughing.

"You little shit" I say chuckling

She runs out of my room probably going to terrorize Luke.

I throw on black ripped shorts that are 'too short' according to my brother, but whatever.

I pick a brick red shirt off the floor and slip it over my head.

I put some foundation on to hide the pimples that I love oh so much. I put on mascara and black eye liner too.

I brush my long wavy brown hair.

"Where are the boxes" I ask no one in particular as I walk down the hall.

"There in the living room" my brother Matty says

I walk to the living room and grab three boxes, then head back to my room.

I shove everything that's left in my room in the boxes.

I look around my room. It's pretty big without all my stuff in it. The only thing in here is my bed.

I write my name on the boxes then put them in the hall.

"Jess, get your bags and put them in the car with yourself, the movers are here" my aunt yells.

I look around my room one last time then grab my backpack.

I run down to the car hopping I get the front.

Sadly Luke is in the front already. I flip him off as I walk around the car.

I throw my bag on the ground then get in the car. I shut the door then put my headphones in preparing myself for this long ride.

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16 hours later we arrive in Chicago.

"When are we gonna get there" I groan.

"Jessie, we will be there soon" my aunt says while she turns up the radio hopping to block out my groaning.

We pull up to a house.

Luke and Veronica are the first ones out of the car.

My aunt, my uncle, then my brother. I stay in the car, not wanting to interact with people.

My brother taps on the window telling me to get out.

I roll my eyes and grab my bag.

I run into the house leaving my family to pick up all the shit outside. I want the best room.

I get to the second floor and run to the room at the end of the hall.

The room is the same size as my old one but whatever.

My brother drops my stuff on the floor, "Thanks for helping". I give him a thumbs up and he flips me off.

All my furniture is here already so all I have to do is put my shit away.

I empty all my stuff on the floor and throw all the clothes in my dresser. I left the rest of the stuff on the floor.

I grab my phone and yell "I'm going out".

"Do you have your phone" my uncle ask

I look at him like his is crazy.

"Okay I should of known" he says. I nod and walk out of the house.

I sit down on the sidewalk and take out a cigarette. I put the cigarette between my lips and light it.

I inhale the smoke, then exhale.

I have always loved the smell of cigarettes. My dad used to smoke. So did my aunt Meg.

I alway told my self I would never smoke but here I am.

A red head walks out of the house across the street. Then a guy about 19, another guy, and a toddler.

The red head turns toward me, she smiles and starts to walk over to me. Great.

"Hi, I'm Debbie Gallagher"

"Hi, I'm Jessie Reynolds"

"So where are you from" she asks

"Um Boston" I say

"So why did you move" she asks

"Why do you ask so many questions, fuck" I say rubbing my head.

"Sorry" she says

"So do you want to come over" she asks

I look around for no apparent reason and nod.

We walk across the street to her house.

"So how many people live here" I ask once we are inside.

"6" she responds

"So you gotta boyfriend" I ask as I sit on the couch

"I did but he broke up with me, then we stopped talking after I rapped him" she says putting air quotes around rapped.

I start laughing. She looks at me and smiles.

I think we're gonna be good friends.

"So who's that cute-" she gets cut of by a boy about my age walking down the stairs.

"Do you know where my switchblade is" he ask

"Um we have a guest could you not scare her off" she says and points to me.

He looks at me and smirks. I melt. His blue/green eyes and that smirk.

"I'm Carl Gallagher"