Picked

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This morning she woke up in a hang over so she was not as dangerous. She got me out aroung 5:30 this morning and made me shower. I think she might really want this one to take me.
But that's never going to happen. They want the younger kids, not a 14 year old with tats and piercings.

She sat us all in the kitchen and went over the rules. (AGAIN!) Just in time. There was a knock on the door and Miss. fixed her skirt before answering the door.

She called all of us older ones into the living room. As soon as u saw him my mouth dropped to the floor. CM FREAKING PUNK!
He looked at me and smiled. Me and the other two girls stood behind the couch. He and Miss. talked and he pointed to me.

Miss. smilied at him and turned to me. She pulled me twords the bunks and told me to pack my junk with a frown on her face. I put my 3 pairs of basketball shorts, 3 tee-shirts, and my work out clothes into the gym bag and I was done.

I walked back out and twords the two others by the couch.
"Look you two," I whispered to them " now that I'm going shes going to be harder on you two. You have to keep the little ones feed and on the straight edge path" They nodded and hugged me
good-bye.

I walked over to punk and stood by Miss. He reached out and put a hand on my shoulder and said "Lets go" with a wide smile.

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