After Abigail dropped me of at my house I knew something was off. In our driveway I saw a Ford Focus and a Tesla. I guess my parents were actually home and my brothers weren't. Now my brothers always go to parties but they don't start at 4:30.
I walked up our driveway and took the house key out of my blue Jansport backpack knowing that my parents are probably still working. As I walked up the stairs to my room two by two I realized I was right.
My dad was in his office talking on his Bluetooth saying something about fake boobs. My dads a plastic surgeon and he gets paid pretty well. He always gets a big promotion but I miss him. I miss that we barely talk and even if we did it would be a simple pass the chocolate milk. He wasn't always more dedicated to his work than his kids we use to all have family game night and I would always cheat at UNO and he would laugh about it. He rarely ever laughs now since the first time he got promoted. He's change he used to be happy, fun to be around, and caring but now he's a narcissistic person who always wants what he wants whenever he wants it. He's the reason why I hate change.
My mom was downstairs making a ruckus I heard pots and pans clinking together and her "slightly"cursing. My moms a famous chef and travels around the world just to cook for lazy people,well in my opinion there lazy. Every once in a while she's home to try new types of dishes by cooking for us but then she just leaves. We use to be close until she started to travel. I guess everyone's a little broken inside.
Once I reach my blue room I got a beep from my phone, I guess Abigail put her phone number in.
Abigail-Hey do you want to hang out tomorrow together for lunch again?
Me-Sure it was really fun
Abigail-Kk oh and u also get to meet Braden
I've never heard of this Braden guy so I have no idea what to think about him. I guess I'll have to wait tomorrow I said to myself as I take out my textbooks from my backpack ugh homework on the first day I hate high school.
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Non-FictionWord-Perfect Definition-entirely without any flaws, defects, or shortcomings Synonyms-impeccable, faultless People say that I'm perfect that I'm impeccable and faultless but in reality I'm not. One thing I hate is judgy people and that's all they do...