Chapter 1
If I could change my life, I will. For so many thing ...for so many problems. I just wish I could be done with it all! Especially my family, my damn father, school,that boy,and what happen that day.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I might be making you lost ,let me go back. This is my story. My name is Evelina Banafrit Soul, I'm 15 years old, I live in the city of New York and my Family is fucked up. Sorry for the language, it's just true.
And today, I have to visit the cause of it, my father. At his job (boring!!) . In his nice Office (I'm only saying nice for the tv in it!!!). In a Building that owned by rich corporation (but still too Cheap to give weird foods)." Please behave yourself, Eve." Mom said as we walk to the front of the office building.
" I'm not making any promises." I said, drinking my naked bottle juice.
"Evelina, I know you don't like him but he is your father. So please try to be nice to him." Mom's begging now, that's not good.
"Okay, mom. I'll try." We walked in to the building and down to the desk. The man on the desk had ginger hair and freckles like if he was a part-time cowboy.
"Hello" he said with a high-pitched voice, not looking at us,"How may I help you, mada-" he stop talking when he saw my mom. You should know that my mom is beautiful, like she could stop wars if she was in the middle of it. She was bit big but has curves in all the right places, long dark brown hair ,Caramel skin, and gorgeous brown eyes. She could never walk in the streets without someone whistling or asking for her number.
"Hello, I'm here to drop off my daughter to Mr.Soul." My mom with a smile. While glancing at me.
"Oh yes, Mr.Soul's daughter" he said disappointedly, maybe realizing that he has no shot with a woman that's a mom . "Evelina Banafrit Soul, right"
"Yes, but call me Eve." I finally said.
"Ok, Evelina," didn't I just told him to call me Eve, Jerk "Here's your office pass, and it's room 13 on the 60th floor." he said.
"Thank you" my mom said as we walk to the elevator.
"No problem Miss" he said looking at her ass.
" Mom don't go to many places alone, okay. Men would be more perv if I'm not next to you." Trying to convince her as I'm about to enter the elevator.
"I understand" she's hugging me now, "I love you,"
"I love you too mom. I'll text you when I get upstairs" We let go and gave our mom- daughter high-5 "bye."
"Bye" she said, as the elevator door closes. Leaving me in hell.
Hey, this is my first story ever here, so I'm a beginner. If the story doesn't make sense or sounding weird. Tell me so I could work on making other chapters better. Thanks for reading
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It's complicated
Teen FictionEvelina Banafrit Soul's life is fucked up, From her family to that boy. Nothing is normal, nothing is right. As a teenager in New York City, she needs a way to make things less complicated.