The fist day of ninth grade all I can here is my brothers complaining that they don't want to go to school.But as usual my mom is wanting to take my picture and dads just sitting there happy that he gets time away from my brothers.I mean I couldn't blame him they are idiots.I gathered my thing and got in the car and my mom drove us to school.Most teens want their parents to drive them to school but my moms the type were you rather ride the bus.But every year on the first day of school my mom drives us to school I mean whats so special about the first day of school.I already hate this school mom why it's not like someone is just going to walk up to me and say hey you wanna be friends. Okay i'm at school and so far so bad I mean 4 boys already hit on me.
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the story of my life
ChickLitonce upon a time their was a girl named Samantha she was the nicest person in school until a boy came along
