Step Dad

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Meet Camile Davis, 17, a high school girl whom doesn't know what love is. Her mom and dad was separated on her 5th birthday. Her dad never visited her after the divorce. Camile and her mother went through every thing together. New boyfriends, gaining weight and even homework. Camile is on her own- basically.

Her mother is in search of a new husband to take care of Camile while her mother worked at the hospital.

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Meet Racheal Harper, Camile's best friend since the first grade. They have also been through every thing together. The teenager is ironic and extremely weak. She gets involved in many things: alcohol and boys (sex). Racheal is the only person Camile can go to when it comes to advice of boys. Due to the new addition of the family. Vince.

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Vince Dwan, an extremely rich fellow that stole the heart of Camile's mother. From his looks and money there is nothing that can go wrong with their marriage. Vince is 30 and owns his own business. The stunningly attractive man has different ways of seeing Camile and never as his step-daughter.

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"I'm getting married!" My mom shouted through the door of our small apartment. My eyes widened and my heart started racing. I opened the door and in came a rush of females with my mother in the lead. Her dark hair covered her right eye and her short floral dress raised above her knee as she said on the couch.

"Mom what's going on?" My heart still aching from what I have overheard. My mom getting married was never a topic I thought could happen. She was a stunning figure and has extreme intelligence, but I never pictured her getting back into the game that easily.

" Darling mommies getting married!" She jumped out of the chair and ran towards me. Her arms grasping every inch of my torso. She finally let go and shoved her hand in my face, the beautiful silver ring sat on her ring finger. The sun beams reflecting off of it. Her face showed no sign of doubt or sadness that I was never notified that she went back into the game of dating, since the divorce.

"It's beautiful, when's the wedding?" I spat out in confusion.

"Next month!" She squealed making my ear drums almost bleed to death.

"You mean September next month?"

"No I meant October silly." She hit me and frowned.

"Sarcasm Narla." I whispered into her ear. Since the divorce I never called my mother, mom. The purpose was defeated. The words Mom and Dad signifies that there are two, but in this case it's only one. Narla.

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