My dad is who?!? (Ashley Purdy from BVB)

Bye Lilly

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A week later
Legacy's POV
I'm getting dropped off at home already. The guys are all sad, and I wonder why. I'll see them again in a few more weeks. Only they know why their sad.
Ashley's POV
Legacy is leaving, her mom doesn't want us to see her again, she is moving, and her mom won't give details where. She thinks that we are bad influences on Legacy. The man she called dad for 12 years is a bandido, even better a 1%er (Bandidos are very dangerous biker group, since I live in Texas it's one of their territories. Plus my dad, uncle, & grandpa are bandidos. 1%ers are most dangerous in the bandidos)! He killed people & was thrown in jail a few times while Legacy was growing up! Now she wants to call us bad influences, she should consider rethinking what she laid out. We pull up to Legacy's house & she quickly gets off the bus with Lilly & Deven. It's not that she doesn't like us, or that we pissed her off. She just wants to quickly pack because she's moving soon. The guys tear up & cry a bit. I hope she'll be back.
1 month later
Legacy's POV
I broke up with Lilly, for two reasons, one I don't know why I said I love her when I was low key hitting on her friend. Well that's it one reason, buhh I wanted to try it with her friend. I asked her out & she said no, she said she'll love to date me buhh I'm moving schools.
Since we're talking about school, tomorrow is the first day of school. I have midnight blue hair & some new necklaces & bracelets to scare anybody, I have 0 friends at this apartment complex. Huhhhh tomorrow is going to be great...
I wake up the the blinding sight of my bedroom light. I get dressed for school wearing a blue shirt & some jeans. I leave my room to find my brother dressed as if he were a hobo. Unlike me, he is well rested & ready for today. Me on the other handle, stayed up late watching WWE SummerSlam.
1/2 period
Great ELA the one of the subjects I hate. I've made one friend so far, a gay guy name Joe, & he wasn't the only gay guy I spotted, fine by me tho. Literally I asked him about where he got his backpack because it's a supernatural team free will bag, & then we became friends. My ELA teacher, Mrs. Leal, remembers me because of my name. Only thing she remembers about me. She gave me my assigned seat & I was at a table of goody two shoes & a guy I saw fall down the stairs the other day at open house. While the teacher was talking to herself I played a little game of, "Who'll be popular & who'll be a loser?" There was this one guy that I could definitely tell he'll be popular. Black kid name Hamidou, the way he talked, the way he dressed, the style of his hair, I knew he'll be popular.
3 period
Science was okay I guess, buhh my teacher seems pretty lit. He again assigned seats. I sat alone at the table of two for awhile. Every time someone that looks popular step foot through the door I got scared & I had a feeling they were going to judge me. This tall black girl walks through the door & sits next to me. I'm fine with that to be honest, I was friends with most black chicks at my old school. Her name was J'Miyah, took me awhile to actually remember her name but I got its loner or later. There was one other girl like me, Julia Rose or Jr for short.
You know people at this school are pretty friendly, then again this is nicer than my ghetto ass old school. Throughout the day I ended up getting more & more friends.
(Skips) 6th period
Math! The one subject I like that isn't my elective or history. I sit next to 2 girls, LynnHaven & Marissa, behind a chick name Emily, & in front of a dude name Jack. I most talk to this girl behind Marissa, her name is Kimberly (Kimberlina if you watch Fuller House). Buhh there was this one person in my class name Paris. I honestly couldn't tell if they were a guy or girl. Like if I look at them I think guy, buhh when the teacher talks to Paris she says Miss Paris. Like I know about transgenders & I support them & everything, buhh like I don't want to call Paris a girl when they want to be referred to as a guy, or vice versa.
7th period
ART ART ART ART ARRRTTTTTTT!!! Shit, art reminds me of my dad. I really miss him, I haven't seen him in a month :((... I walk into the class & I check in with the teacher, he gives me my seat & I look at the table I'm sitting at. I'm sitting with two boys at a table of three, lucky me... all 3 years of middle school, I always say with boys in art. They casually have a conversation amongst themselves, while I sit in silence. Low key want this class to be over. Don't get me wrong I love art & everything, buhh 1) it reminds me too much of dad & 2) the boys I'm sitting with are pretty annoying.
(Skips)
I'm finally home & I get to sleep! I made a few friends, like a few in each class. I'm fine with that buhh I know that'll I'll get more friends later on throughout the year.

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Oh hey long time no see! I know it's been quite some time since an update buhh here you go & hopefully you enjoyed this chapter & for any WWE fans out there, there will be more of it soon trust me.