Saved from a broken home

FRESH START!

(Time skip!! 2 weeks)

Tomorrow school starts and I'm so not looking forward to it, but I'll make arrangements for the boys. Ashton says that they like seeing me happy and that I shouldn't sulk over something small.

Yes he's right, I just can't help it.

I've got my school supplies and clothes and all that jazz. Still not looking forward though.

"Dinner!" One of them shouted. I had just gotten out of the shower, blow dried my hair, and straitened it for tomorrow cause I'm lazy.

I rushed down into the kitchen to make me a bowl of chicken stir fry. Seriously Ashton is an amazing cook.

I make my plate and go sit at the end across from Luke. Muke on the right and Calum on the left.
(Muke is real!!!)

"So are you excited about tomorrow? Grandma Liz will be your math teacher so that's a plus right?" Mike asked.

I gasped in excitement. I finally have something to look forward to!

"Grandma Liz will be there?! Maybe I won't sulk as much. That's a big plus." I say enthusiastically.

The rest of dinner talk was just about if I have my bag together, if I know what I'm going to be wearing and other stupid stuff I didn't care about.

Call me a brat I don't care about that either at the moment.
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After dinner I just brushed my teeth and played the Xbox. Considering it was only 8.

But sadly I have to go to bed. I tell everybody goodnight and mike said good luck. He gets me the most on this topic.

I chuckle and walk up the stairs. Off to sleep I go.
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I haven't woken up to my alarm in a few days. I still hate it. 6:00 I have to get up. Ew.

I rub my eyes and go to the bathroom with my clothes. I look in the mirror. My face looks so disgusting. I turn away from the mirror to change. I hate looking in the mirror when I'm changing or naked.

I brush my hair and walk back to my room. I'm wearing black skinny jeans, a red and black flannel, a panic! shirt and white converse I got while shopping.

Then I start on my makeup. Which is just bb cream, powder, highlight and mascara.

I grab my crap and walk down to the kitchen.

The aroma of cinnamon toast catches me once I turn the corner. Calum is in sweats making toast.

"Good morning cal-pal." I say horsely; being I haven't spoken this morning yet.

"Morning sunshine want some food?"

"Please, I'm starving." I state. He laughs and hands me two pieces.

"Are the others still asleep?" I question with a mouth full.

"Last night we played rock, paper, scissors to see who would be taking you to school. I won." He snickered. I laughed and finished my breakfast.

15 more minutes past and I herd keys jingle. I got my stuff and we went out the door.

"In the mornings you'll be driven and you can just walk home since the school is literally one block away. That cool?" He questions.