Where the lines meet.

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So this is it. This is where our lines meet, this is how we were going to meet, live , then end. This is how the universe , and "God" would take away what I love. But, this is also how it will help me create new lines. Create new friend ships, romances, even get a gerbil. Who knows? Not me cause this life, gave me a reset button and now , im going to take advantage of it, now its my new beginning.

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I woke up , ready for the day. New school , most of you would hate it. Not me. At my old school I was the trash, for being smart. Yea, but I herd this new school is great. We moved somewhere in Florida. I remember the car ride that we took along the cost. I could see past the big buildings , and the water look absolutely divine. All the different shades of blue, Dark, Aqua, even two had hints of green and purple. And seeing all the happy people here , see we came just the end of summer so we can settle in, and all the happy travelers were riding on sea dews, or parasailing or riding in a boat. I was playing John Mayer as I got dressed. I sang along to dancing in a burning room as I looked for my navy capris and a white blouse I remember buying, and listing to my mother pester me how I will never wear it.  I applied makeup , and left my hair being its natural curly self, I applied a bobby pin to the caramel and slightly lighter blond highlights to the curl mop on my head. I turned off my phone on the dock and set it down in the bathroom. I grabbed the pink and blue school bag I would be using this year, and walked to the kitchen. My mom , Aggie , cooked me and my siblings a proper breakfast for the first day. I would say a first and a last. Mom does it every year so , and the rest I pack the kids lunches and make breakfast. It's not that she is a bad mother, but she has a lot to do. She is trying to get a job. My 17 year old brother, Mason,  is too. The rest of my siblings , Jesimae being 5 , Kyle being 10, Lisa being 14 and me being 16. I can get a job I just need to be here and take care of the kids. I have a car, it was a hand me down, Mason has a medium size truck and mom has a mini van. "C'mon kids , you all have to get to school" Momma said, she kissed each of our heads while handing us lunches. "I'm taking my car , I will drop off the kids too." I told mason as we walked out our new home , " Yeah I am looking for a job after school so see you rug rats later" he said, only teasing them, giving them a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The kids got into my Pontiac looking thing , I mean I love the car it just looks like crap. Atleast its a two door Jesimae  and Kyle sit in the back while Lisa takes front seat.

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