Chelsea, is a 16 year old girl, she has long, black hair with blue tips. Her only friend is Mackenzie. Chelsea hates school and ignores the school rules, She hates all the snobby kids that go to her school.
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"I'm your tutor, Jacob," he said. my reaction was priceless.
"Whoa! I really look like I care don't I!" I pulled a straight face, I casually grabbed my bag and started to walk down the hall, Jacob started to talk about how I need to focus more, but by the last word from that sentence I lost it. Honestly, I was looking forward to having classes with him, he is meant to be cool and chill.
"How about tomorrow?" I interrupted.
"Sure, I will text you my address," he smiled.
"Nahh, how about mine?" I insisted because im lazy, he accepted the offer and soon we were outside of school, "why are you waking with me?" I asked rudely.
"oh erm, i don't know..." his cheeks turned cherry red, it was kind of cute but with that i turned a corner and opened the door to my house,
"see ya at mine then." i smiled and entered my house slamming the door shut. "MOM IM HOME!" I looked around the kitchen but nobody seemed to be home.
*okay im all alone that's not what usually happens when i get home.*
(* are thought)
i walked upstairs and entered my room,
"WHOA!" i dropped my bag. My room looked totally different, fresh paint and new stuff.
"Oh hey honey," my mom walked up to me taking her earphones out. " I thought your room needed to be, you know," i knew exactly what she meant. Mom hates my emo style, my purple room. Well used to be purple, its grey and urgh white.
My room then:
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My new room:
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Its definitely, NOT. ME, but i love my mom and will have to cope with her sense of style. i walked up to my wardrobe and NO! "NO, NO, NO!" I screamed
"Whats wrong?" my mom asked, I was furious!
"WHERE, ARE MY CLOTHES? AND WHOS CLOTHES ARE THEY??"
"My new friend, Mrs Sartorius helped me get you new stuff." She smiled and carried on placing photos on my walls. I sighed. I walked downstairs and saw....
To be continued...
Hello, my sweet potatoes i know this is short, i'll try and spam for the next week because it's HALF TERM!!! <3 anyways have fun!
