Bridgette
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I groan as hit my alarm clock successfully shutting it off. I roll out of bed and hops in the shower and does my business. I step out of the shower after I'm done and walks into my room and goes to my closet. I grab a pair of my black ripped skinny jeans and a black ad white flannel with a red black tanktop and my black converse. I get dressed and grabs my keys, phone and backpack and puts on my leather coat slipping a beanie on my head and hops in my old truck.
Well I guess I should introduce myself. I am Bridgette Jones, I am 18 years old.
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Invisible
Teen FictionBridgette Jones has been bullied for the last five years. It is now her senior year. Her parents died last year in a car crash. She has an older brother who is stationed in Kuwait. No one knows she has an older brother. She hasn't seen him in five y...
