Broken *UNDERGOING EDITING*

Tears from the Woods

"AUNT GINA! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" I cried

"I WANT IT DELETED." she screamed

Aunt Gina was trying to get me to delete my YouTube account. I know only two weeks ago I was trying to delete it but since then, with the help of Austin, I'm back into my music.

"YOU'RE NOT BECOMING A SINGER!" she yelled

"YOU CAN'T TELL ME TO GIVE UP ON MY DREAMS!" I shouted

Fights between me and Aunt Gina were pretty common in this household.

It was a Monday night so I was already stressed from school and now Gina was pissing me off. We were standing in the basement screaming our asses off.

"WATCH ME."

"YOU DON'T OWN ME. YOU'RE NOT MY MOM AND YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO." I screamed, tears rolling down my cheeks

"ALEXA KATELYN FOSTER. THAT ACCOUNT AS WELL AS TWITTER AND INSTAGRAM WILL BE GONE BY TOMORROW."

"NO!" I yelled

"ALEXA!"

"AUNT GINA, I SAID NO. I WON'T DELETE THEM! YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!" I cried exasperated

Music was my link to my past. I was not giving it up.

I usually don't get worked up this fast but I was stressed, sad, and tired. I didn't need Aunt Gina pushing my buttons.

Aunt Gina said a few more words before storming upstairs. I ran to my room and slammed the door. I dropped on my soft, green bedspread and bawled.

I missed Kentucky, I missed my dad, I missed my mom, I missed Julianna, I miss my old life.

This new one sucks. Austin, Alex, Robert, and Valerie were great but... I wanted my family.

I was being way over dramatic tonight. Way over dramatic.

I quickly fell asleep. Crying does wear a girl out.

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"Shit!" I cried once I saw the clock

It was 9:07. I was extremely late for school.

I wiggled into some jeans and threw on my cheer shirt.

I had made the cheer team with flying colors.

I wiped off the makeup that had smeared and slung my backpack over my shoulder.

I ran upstairs not bothering to grab something to eat.

"Hi Alex!" my cousin Victoria screamed

"Shhhh!" I put my finger to my lips before sprinting out the door.

I fished my keys out of my pocket and opened the door to my car.

"I can't believe I overslept that much." I muttered

Brynn and Liam must've caught the bus.

I sped down the streets on San Antonio. If there were cop cars out, I would be screwed.

I made it to school in the record time of 5 minutes. Mostly thanks to my speeding. I put the car in park and literally ran to the building.

"Hi, sorry I'm late may I have a late slip?" I asked the lady at the desk

"Alexa Foster?" she asked

"Yeah that's me." I nodded

"Principal Stevens actually wanted to talk to you." she pointed toward the principal's office.