Chapter 1: Bye New York City
Alexandria Cordelia Blake's Personal E-Journal
Sunday, Jan 3rd: 9:38am
Mood: slightly more irritated than usual
Well its official my days at St. Mark's are done. So sad #NOT! St. Mark's was seriously lame. I mean if they didn't have me there everyone would have probably died of boredom by now. Like seriously you throw one banger under the school's 'sacred' chapel, invite some of your celebrity friends, get some booze, and low key drugs and BAM, you're now considered a 'bad' influence on the "Outstanding foundation that is St.Mark's!" Well that's what Sister Mary Ann said at least. Un-FREAKIN'- believable! Don't get me wrong though, this isn't the first school I've been kicked out of and I'm not entirely sure if it will be my last but, fuck it!
We're missing the real problem here and that is that my lovely Aunt Rachel is having a baby. A baby! At 37 years old! Really Aunt Rach?! So since Aunt Rachel is having this bouncing bundle of joy and moving in with her boyfriend, Ronaldo(Who BTW is 9 years younger than her!) I have well I guess HAD two options.
Option #1: My 24 year old playboy brother takes full custody of me but, I attend a boarding school so I never have to see him anyways
Option #2: My 24 year old playboy brother still takes full custody of me but, I attend Rothwell Private which is a high school back in my home town in Vixon, Connecticut.
So since no other boarding school in the United States would take me with my track record and my brother for some strange reason refuses to let me go to a boarding school out of the country guess which god for saken option I'm stuck with?!
Like how uncool Colton! I haven't seen you in two years and now you're making me move to some lame stuck up city and stay in the house we grew up in!
The only bright side to this is that Colton will be less strict than Aunt Rachel so I don't have to worry about getting into that much trouble. Well not any more than usual ;)
Anyways the next time I'll be back on will be in Vixon!
New York City I will miss you
Wish me luck!
Deuces,
~LEX~
"Babe are you really going to spend our remaining time together blogging?" Ryer, my gorgeous but, super attention starved boyfriend, pouted as I finally shut my lap top setting it aside on my king sized bed.
Ryer was sitting beside me lying on his back looking up at the ceiling, running his hands through his dirty blonde hair. He was probably making sure every hair was in place like usual. Ryer was an 18 year old super model and had the personality to go with it. Super into himself, Check! Loves his hair, Check! Needs constant attention from well pretty much anyone that would give it to him, double Check! Don't get me wrong I'm making Ryer seem like some dumb pretty boy but, don't worry there's a lot more to him than that and I can honestly say that we have had a pretty good 8 month long relationship. Not that we ever had any problems. Our relationship pretty much consisted of partying, going on exotic vacations, oh and hooking up because c'mon he is ungodly attractive!
"One, I'm not blogging, I'm journaling. It's different. Two, what would you want to do instead?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him then adjusted myself so that each of my legs were knelt on either side of him, straddling him at the waist.
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