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Intro

My name is Albany Cruise, I'm 17 year's old and a mess to put it into simpler words...if that's even possible.

My life has always been chaotic since I was young, for instance when I was only 3 my mom started getting into drugs and partying; at first it wasn't bad. She would come home no later than 10 and she still went to work in the morning usually around 5:00a.m to 7:00p.m then she would come home for about 30 minutes to eat dinner and get ready to go to yet another party. I was an only child I think it was because my dad already had it hard enough just raising me. He was able to work, cook, take me to school, and tuck me in at night. My moms habits on the other hand started getting out of control.

When I was around 10 years old my mom left while I was at school, my dad told me why when I was 13 and got curious as to why she left. Apparently my dad grew tired of her childish demeanor, he also got tired of having to take care of my mom and I. She had stopped working when I was 4 because it was "to much for her to handle" but it was mainly because her boss told her to stop coming in drunk or he would fire her. I guess he fired her when she stayed out all night the next day and went straight to work not bothering to stop at the house to at least eat something or change from her party clothes.

If I'm being honest with you I'm surprised it took my dad that long to leave her. Due to my mothers constant absence sense I was young I wasn't really "heart broken" when she left but I think my dad was, I mean he did love her... the her before I was born. Sometimes I can't help but feel it was all my fault, the reason my mom started drugs and my dad having to kick her out of our lives. He met her in Albany, Hungary that's how I got my name. My dad was there for a case and that's where my mom was from. She was beautiful with her curly long dark brown hair and her beautiful green eyes that would sparkle in the sun light, my dad was around 6'2 he was a clean cut man to describe my father to you he had dark hair about to his shoulders that was kept nicely with a trimmed beard he was handsome, that's probably why my mom fell for him and him her my parents names are Anastasia and Johnathan. Ana and John for short. My dad was only supposed to be there for a month but he fell in love... he ended up staying there for 5 years once he married my mom they agreed to move to Melbourne, Australia to "start their own lives" that lasted about a year and a half until my mom found out she was pregnant with me and my dad didn't want to be so far from his family. When my mom was about 9 months with me they thought that would be a good time to pack up and move to Rhode Island...21 hour and 31 minute flight. I could've told you how stupid of an idea that was. My dad had already found a house so that when they got there they had somewhere to stay it was a nice 2-story home with a big backyard that had a swing set that I spent playing on most my life... But once they had gotten on the plane and were up in the air it was about 2 hours into the flight when my mom started getting contractions. Long... Disgusting story short 16 hours and 43 minutes later I was born, shockingly the plane was still in the air I guess they didn't give a damn which still confuses me as to why they didn't make an emergency landing I was born somewhere above Nevada. Once we got off the plane they took us to the hospital where my parents had named me.

Now I'm moving away from my friends, my family and everything I know because my dad got transferred to a higher paying position. He works as a traveling lawyer, he doesn't travel All the time just when a better position with a better pay gets offered to him. and I guess that happened because now were moving from Newport Rhode Island to Los Angeles California which doesn't sound as bad as I'm saying it is but once you move for the 5th time in 6 years its pretty shitty. my dad didn't start accepting the traveling positions until my mom left because in his words "it was more opportunities for us" which I don't really understand because we moved country to country just to end up back home but I usually don't say anything because like I said I feel like its my fault he had to lose the most important person in his life....my mom.

I usually try not to make my dads life to difficult because I understand how hard it is to raise me, go to work and pay the bills. My dad and I have been really close sense I was just a kid, he's always been like a best friend and a dad wrapped in one amazing man. Apart from my father and more on my social life to 'sum' it up for you, I don't have one. Moving school to school place to place it made it hard for me to make friends and then have to leave them so I just started to not make friends and keep my head down. I mean I didn't bluntly ignore people if they talked to me I responded but no one ever cared and honestly neither did I. Now that I was home or at least for now I was able to see kids I knew and grew up with I made about 2 friends Savannah and Sam they were all I really needed, and now that I was moving I didn't know If I could go back to 'just being invisible' I liked having people to talk to a part from my father and now that I had to leave again I didn't know if I could do it. mentally and physically...

I was never really close to my family mainly because they're all snobby and stuck up. they like to tell me how I'm screwing up or how I can do better and they're always judging Every aspect of my life like I'm some fuck up who ruined there lives. Which I really don't understand because I never really talked to them or ever really hung out with them. Although they were part of the reason we had moved back to Rhode Island when I was born later on my dad had told me it was just for comfort. He enjoyed the comfort of knowing he always had someone there to help him apart from my mom of course.

Now that I'm 17 (since only last week) I had thought my dad would stop moving place to place so that I could finish my last 2 years of high school peacefully or year and a half without there being a problem with my transcripts or my credits but I guess not, I guess I should be grateful that we're moving during winter break so that I wont be as behind in school. I never cared much for school I hate the early mornings and having to sit in a classroom all day just sitting there listening to teachers talk about things I know ill forget only moments later. It honestly surprises me that I've been able to keep A's and B's throughout my life. If I'm being honest the only reason I haven't dropped out yet is because it means the world to my dad that I get into a great...expensive.... college so that I can make a life for myself and an incredible amount of debt that I don't doubt ill be paying off until I'm well into my 50's. But my dad just keeps telling me how in the future we wont have to worry about me as much as he would if I didn't have a college education. He's always asking what I want to go to college for and "what I want to be when I grow up" I never have an answer for him. The thought of college and growing up always make my heart weak. I hate the fact that I have to grow up because then I know I'll have to make a life for my self and settle down somewhere while watching my family age and leave me they may be assholes but I love those assholes and I hate the fact that I have to go to college because I hate school I hate having to listen to people talk about things I could care less about and possibly forget in a few seconds. I just want to be immature, crazy, adventerous and young for the rest of my life... I never want to grow up.

Growing up moving place to place country to country and never really having someone to 'share my feelings with' I decided to just live my life through music. No matter what I'm going through it always seems to help me listening to the rhythm of each instrument and defusing the lyrics to a meaning that means something to me. I guess I listen to everything except for the songs that have no meaning for example: Panda by Designer. I just cant listen to songs that people make just for the money and not the 'soul' of the song. It makes me angry how they can get millions of dollars for a song that doesn't even make sense. My music taste is more of Nirvana, Pierce The Veil, Guns N' Roses, The Beatles, The Drifters, May Day Parade and especially 5 Seconds Of Summer.

Quick description of Albany

She has short brown hair, with big green/brown eyes her skin is slightly tanned with a few freckles she's 5'6 the cover of this fan fiction is what I want her to look like. You guys imagine what you want.