Chapter one

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I wake up with my big brother shaking me awake. Today we are moving to Houston, Texas. This is the second time we move and I want to stay there and make new friends. We have been living here for two months and I have not made any new friends here. They all think I'm a freak for always putting my brown hair into a high ponytail and always wearing black eyeliner in my under waterline and doing a cat eye with the liquid liner on my lid. For these people I'm a freak. But out of it all I also feel like I am a freak since when I was ten years old.

"Kimmy get ready we leave at eight" Angel said getting up. I checked the time to see it was six AM. I got up and finished putting away my clothes in my suitcase. I left out some white ripped at the knee skinny jeans and a tom and jerry shirt. I went to my bathroom and showered.

When I got out it was seven thirty. I walk to my room with a towel wrapped around my torso and body and grab my bra and underwear. Of course I had my curtains closed so nobody can look through. I put on my ripped skinnies and my Tom and Jerry shirt. I walk to the door and grab my white converse that were next to it. I put them on and walk to my mirror that had my liquid liner and my pencil liner. I put my natural eye look and brush my hair and put it into a ponytail. When its fully dried it turns into my natural wavy hair.

I grab my suitcase and walk out the door with my liner and pencil liner in hand, and my suitcase in the other. A backpack on my right shoulder. when I get downstairs I see my parents but no Angel. not again he is trying to get his hair perfect like always. I roll my eyes and walk towards my parents and put the suitcase down.

"so kitten ready to start again?" my dad asked. I walk out the door not answering. its not that I'm mad I do want to start over its just I hate mornings. And my parents know that so they laughed silently thinking that I couldn't hear them.

"not funny g-" I whined to my parents as I walk in again and get greeted by my brother's hard chest. His cologne being to strong making me pull away.

"too much don't yah think angel?" I said swatting at the air imitating I don't even know.

"You guys ready to go?" my dad asked getting our attention.

"yup"angel and I said at the same time.

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