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Luke
This morning I woke up terrified as hell, I start my first day at Westbrook High tomorrow. Mom and dad decided to move us to Florida because of my dads job. I don't have a problem with the raise he'll be getting, but I just started making friends since the last move. Florida really sucks though, it's been raining the entire week and I can't go anywhere. I don't even know why I say that because I don't know where the hell I'd be going besides my bed. Anyways, I pray tomorrow goes well. I mean they're started school just like me, the kids in my grade probably will be taking more time to pick on the freshman rather than me.
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I start to get out of my bed and head to the bathroom. I take a shower and brush my teeth before changing into some black skinny jeans with holes on the knees and a basic black tee. I go out the bathroom and jog down the stairs. My mom is in the kitchen and I can hear her talking on the phone. "Of course Karen, I'll bring the family over!" My mother slightly shouted. I didn't even know she had any friends and all I really wanted was something to drink. I walk over to the fridge as she still doesn't notice me. I grab some orange juice and drink it straight out of the carton. "Luke Robert Hemmings if I have taught you anything it was manners, you don't know if anyone else wanted any." I playfully rolled my eyes as my mom lectured me. "Yes I do, I'm the only one who ever drinks it, anyways can I take the car?" My mother stared at me. "You want to go outside?" She chuckled and quickly threw me the keys and I strolled to the door as I put on black high-tops. I went outside and it was back bright I couldn't even see. I needed to invest in some sunglasses. I hopped in the car and started to drive. I decided to just go to the grocery store, I had no idea where it was yikes.
I went on my phone to look for one, there was a Target, Publix, and Walmart nearby. I decided I'd go to target cause it's nicer. All I did was pick up some chips, a Green Day record, and a new carton of orange juice. As I was walking out the door of Target, I wasn't paying attention and wasn't paying attention and ran into someone. "Hey dude, watch where your  going!" The long haired guy shouted at me. "Sorry, man. I wasn't attention." I nearly whispered out of fear, this guy had so many tattoos and seemed so intimidating. "Obviously." He scoffed and kept walking. As I was walking to the car, I noticed he was going through the exit door. So technically I wasn't in the wrong.
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I got home and threw the crap in the fridge and took my record up with me. I ran up the stairs and threw the converse off my feet. I played the record "American Idiot" God it was amazing. I looked at the time and it went by so quickly, it was already eight at night. I was so exhausted, so I decided I'd call it a night. Tomorrow will surely be something...
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HEY GUYS IM JASMINE, IM OBVIOUSLY THE AUTHOR OF THIS STORY BUT ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU LIKED THE FIRST CHAPTER. MAKE SURE TO COMMENT AND VOTE THANKS GUYS 🐻🍼💧