"NILE!" My mom shouted in my ear, "it's time to wake your skinny ass. We're packing and leaving today!" I groaned, so my mom coming barging into my room and tells me we're leaving today. Also tells me I'm some skinny ass, gosh talk about the feelers. Wait a sonic second...
We're leaving today! No...
No.
No!
NO!
Why did it have to be today why not tomorrow, so we have a day to pack. I swear I have the most craziest parents in world history. I would laugh if everything was packed already, since there so crazy. Well mostly my mom is crazy, and my dad does have his moments.
I sighed, swung my legs over my bed and walked across the hall to the bathroom. After doing some 'dirty business' in there I started to brush my teeth. (Of course I wash my hands.) as I brushed my teeth I thought how much of a nightmare it would be if I'd went to a new school. Would their be cute girls? Hot? Beautiful? Of course there will be. I thought, it's just like in any other school. There would be you typical bimbo and jock, they would be dating or the bimbo would think there dating when there not. Then the cool jock guy would fall in love with the shy girl. Who very pretty and smart. Or Maybe dumb and cute.
I went downstairs after putting on a army pattern and colored skinny jeans with a black hoodie along with my hipster glasses. After looking in the mirror feeling not so satisfied, I Inspected my hair. It was flat as a girls chest. I scowled at my hair, I brought some gel into my hands and squirted the weird feeling, strange substance into my hand.
And went crazy with it to my hair. Feeling satisfied with the spiky hair I went downstairs.
Well let's just say my mom must've been up all night.
Everything, ( not quite everything) was gone. Holy mother of cheese balls! She's craziest person, mother, thing alive! I looked around the room seeing a few lamps and a couch that needs to be brought to the truck. Everything looked so strange and, well empty of course. I sighed and headed to the front door. I opened the door, and gaped at the sight in front of me.
Holy mother of cheese balls!
What's dad and mom doing in the garden having a tongue war for!
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Teen Fiction"Hey you, cute blond!" Huh? What cute blond? I turned to see a guy my age pointing at me. "Yeah you! Cutie come here!" So I'm the cute blond. I thought bitterly I don't like being called CUTE! "Yeah I'm gay, so are you! So come here!" "But I'm...
