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"hannah!Are you ready?"my mother calls out."Ugh...yeah,just a sec!"I yell in return.
My mother is always bugging me to look and act my best.
My mother got a job in Modeling and then married the guy that owned the modeling serves.
My mom and dad got me modeling for hasbro on some of there toy pictures and stuff but I haven't been able to be there to take and pictures.Ever since middle school started everything has been delayed but it leaves a great opportunity for my parents to make my look pretty and cover my face in makeup.
They ask me everyday if someone asked me out and of course someone does but I always say no.
I have no idea why but my parents just only care about my looks.They always make sure that I'm the perfect little girly girl but I always find away to watch YouTube.I was able to finally have a successful YouTube channel.That my parents do not know about.

I run down the long spiral staircase from my large bathroom in my bedroom.
"ugh...it's good enough"my mother says."she looks fine"my dad said look over at mom.I sigh And just walk out the door without them.
As I shut the huge red door with flower carvings on it.I can hear my mom complaining about how I don't care about what my mother thinks about me.I ignore her complains and just walk to my bus stop and wait.Once the bus pulled up I step up the steep stairs and walk to the back of the bus.Almost all the boys were giving me a dreamy look or winking at me.
I start to rush to the back of the bus and don't look at anyone.
I finally see Cierra sitting on the last chair to the left side.I sit next to her "hey,you ok?"Cierra asks."yeah,just everyone is being annoying"I say "it's fine,they're just weird like that"Cierra says."I hope you're right"I say with a sigh.
My friend Nathan soon came on the bus 2 stops later.He sat at the last chair to the right."You ok?"He asks."yeah..just...boy's"I say."Yeah I know"Nathan says.I met Nathan maybe 4 years ago.when I was in fourth grade and he stuck with me the whole time.He never cared about how I looked or dressed or even how rich I was.I knew I could trust him.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 07, 2015 ⏰

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