Chapter 1 : If Only Bitches Came With Warning Labels.

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CHAPTER ONE: IF ONLY BITCHES CAME WITH WARNING LABELS.

*~*Debbie*~*

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I look out the window just watching the trees and houses go by. My Dad got a huge promotion at work which meant a huge change in our lives.

Looking in the car at my siblings sleeping peacefully, I wonder if they feel the same way I feel about the move. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that we're going to live in a bigger house with a nicer neighbourhood and my Dad is real excited about the promotion; but a part of me just wishes we don't really have to move. As if it wasn't hard enough already for me to make friends at my former school, now a new on?! I'm really going to miss the few friends I had.

You might be wondering who I am.
Let me introduce myself. I'm Deborah McCarthy, 15 years of age but close to my 16th birthday. I have 3 siblings; I'm a twin by the way, and about to begin a new phase of my life which I call my newly found hell!

My Dad pulls into the drive way and I start having a change of heart. Maybe Mum was right!  The house looks really nice, nicer than our last one we had.  And on the bright side,  I don't  have to share my room with anyone anymore. I get my own personal space.

My siblings and I quickly race up the stairs to choose our rooms and I luckily get there first. I choose the one with the nicest view and quickly unpack my things before falling face-down on my bed. It's going to be one hell of a day tomorrow! 

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*~*April*~*

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It's the beginning of a another semester for me. Same old procedures. Back to waking up earlier than anyone in my entire neighborhood and preparing breakfast for my two little twin brothers before Mom and Dad wakes up. Back to doing everything possible before going to school in the morning. Life can be really hard sometimes.

Thoughts of the people I'd meet going back to school start flooding my mind.
I sigh deeply, staring at my orange laced gown with giant bows placed at the shoulder lines of the dress.

"Where am I anyway?" I ask myself, scanning the area. Children playing in costumes and a splash of different colours everywhere.

"Oh!" I say to myself, remembering.  I'm at my two little brothers' birthday party. That explains the constant urge to throw up. The different aromas of cuisines filling the air is definitely causing my stomach to hurt.

I then look over at the rear corner of the garden and I spot 'Taylor Lautner' performing a magic trick for some kids. Well, this is one heck of a party!

Wait! what??

Taylor lautner??

Here??

I hastily stand up with full force heading in his direction. I literally feel blood running through my veins; my heart is definitely pumping a hundred times faster. I'm finally going to meet a celebrity!

Still going in his direction, suddenly, everything starts going blank. The walls start melting and everyone starts disappearing one after the other. Even Taylor! 

"Wait! Stop! Come back!" I yell, stretching my hand forth to grab a hold of Taylor's shirt.
This feels like one of those moments when you're watching something really interesting and it just stops halfway. Ugh! 

I hear my name in the background like someone was trying to get my attention. Please let it be Taylor! Please let it be Taylor! Please let it be him! 

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