''RIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!cried my alarm clock. I jerked up in shock, picked it from the drawer and threw it on my bedroom floor in frustration. I looked at the time and it was 8 in the morning. I reluctantly got up from bed and headed downstairs. "Mom?", i called out. No answer I strolled into the kitchen and headed to the fridge and out of the corner of my eye, i saw a note on the kitchen cabinet. "Hey baby, i know you'd be awake by the time you're reading this. I'm sorry i left so early, without notice, my boss called for an impromptu meeting. There's some food in the fridge and I also kept some money in the jar beside this note. Have fun in school today, don't get into trouble. Love mom", read the note. I shrugged and poured out the whole cash unto my hands, wrapped them into a wad and stuffed it in my robe's pocket. I ran back upstairs, to my room. Standing in front of my mirror, I stripped out of my clothes, admiring every God-given asset, from my long, flowing, brown-colored hair to my olive skin, to my large, dark, slanted eyes. Not to talk of my lips; red, full and had this natural pouty look. My collarbones, defined. My boobs, huge and perky. Thin waist, curves here and there and long, straight legs. I looked at myself from head to toe once again and then, smirked, nodding my head in satisfaction. I grabbed my strawberry-flavored body wash and peach shampoo and conditioner from the shelf and hurried to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and let the water run for a few moments, when i was sure it was the right temperature, i hopped in. Slowly, i washed my hair with my peach shampoo, massaging and caressing my scalp. Then, i took my loofah and poured my strawberry body wash unto it and began scrubbing. I bathed quickly 'cause i discovered i would barely make it to school in time, it was almost 9am. I picked out a blue crop top that said "NERD" in white colors and a blue-black ripped jeans, i quickly put it on, slid into my red sneakers and applied my eyeliner, shadow, mascara and lip balm. I grabbed my bag and threw all my books and a few other stuffs i didn't know, inside. I practically ran downstairs, almost tripping and breaking my spinal cord, then, suddenly, i remembered the wad of cash i stuffed into my bathrobe. I stomped my feet in anger and ran back to my room, i fought with the pocket of the robe for a while, before i finally won and slowly and carefully, walked down the stairs before running again, out the front door. Oops! My bad, i didn't introduce myself....... I'm Tasha Mac, a 16-year-old high school student who just moved from Las Vegas to Los Angeles with her mom. I'm your typical sassy, rebellious, petty teenager. My douchebag of a dad left us for his gay partner over 12 years ago because apparently, my mom was not financially supportive(stupid reason, yeah?). When my mom and I moved to L.A, she changed our last name to Mac and now, my mother is stinking rich and she's trying the best she can to make sure i get the best things in life. Okay, enough with my personal life. Today's gonna be my first day at L.A.H and i'm gonna make the best out of my stay here.
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