"Get up!" My mom yelled. I lied in bed, wondering why she had called for me. Did she make me a big breakfast buffet? No...this is my mom we're talking about. I flipped on my side thinking it was a dream, but then I remembered. "Tori! C'mon, get up!!". It was my first day of school! I thought it was still summer! I got out of bed, not even bothering to put my slippers and robe on. I poured my self some cereal, and drank the milk. I went in my room and my mom was there. She was holding up an outfit she had bought me. "How come these still have tags on them?" she asked. "Mom, I don't care for rainbows and glitter. We can return it, still has tags" I answered "Or.. we can have you wear it for the first day or school!" she shouted "No mom" I walked past her found some grey joggers, orange sweat shirt, and black slides. The pants and shirt smelled descent compared to my other clothes. By the time I turned around, my mom was gone, and so were the rest of my clothes that were on the floor. My room was a mess! My mom helps me clean it up sometimes. I put my clothes on, brushed my hair and teeth, and...makeup? Yea, eyeliner and mascara, that's it, no more! I threw my hair in a messy braid and brought my bag; which had a couple pens, pencils, empty folders and notebooks, phone, and my lunch. Next thing I knew, my dad was driving me to my new school...oh boy...
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Ficção AdolescenteTori was plain and boring until she moved from California to Florida due to her mom's job. Tori never had anything really special to her. Had some friends, not too close though. Never really had any after school activities, decent grades. But once s...