TRUE LIES

wakie wakie.

*RING*

Ugh! The alarm.
"Curse you" I yelled at it as if it understands.

I'm too exhausted. I can't move a muscle. It's like a truck has just rode on me
Should have gone bed early last night.

Had a party yesterday. Ha. Not the kind of party you think.

Loud music.
windows shut.
5 seconds of summer.
Empty house.
Dancing like it's your last day on earth.
Break the floor.
Hair flips.
Apple juice.

This is 'gwen party'. I'm not really a fan of parties they throw outside.
They just end up getting drunk , grounded , losing their virginity and drug addicted.

I party everyday! And trust me it's amazing.

I could hear my dad panting after his 'healthy early morning walk' and cooking downstairs something.... burnt.

I slowly rise and do a wide stretch while taking a glance at the window, sun peeping from the tall trees, clouds in a shape of....dying chicken I guess. The nature is breath taking. It's a cloudy day. I wish it rains. Been months since it rained here in California.

Been a few months since me and my dad shifted from an apartment house across the street. It was big and comfortable.
But I always have a thing for individual houses with lawns and a swing in the backyard, trees and flowers around.

We wanted to start a new life putting behind all the memories of mum. After a year after my mum's death we vacated. It was hard to leave.
The room where mum fed me broccoli and i instantly puked on her, her art work, Her hair brush , clothes ,footwear everything remained there. I felt mum's presence in the house but dad was pretty strong with his decision. He wanted us to move on. 'We can't rewind the past ' he says. It made me feel even more miserable.

we moved into this huge house with 3bedrooms which was pretty big for a family of two. It's spacious and got a garden in front ,just like I wanted.

The only thing was the neighbors which creeped me out.
They are a bit weird. They never get along with anyone in our colony. I heard the woman or the mother , living there is a mental patient and she almost hurted the kids when they visited their house for candies on Halloween. The issue became serious and many residents wanted them to leave.

I sat there glancing at the neighbour's window. I've seen a school boy, probably my age living over there. Never got the chance to see his face though. Must be the son of the crazy mother. Poor guy , hope he's doing alright. Shall I invite him for my birthday?.

Nah I don't want to end up like those Halloween kids.

While I was Admiring the view outside my window in silence , dad broke in with a loud bang, panting heavily.

"What the hell Gwen why aren't you ready yet!?"He Yelled in frustration
Holy shoot! I have school. "uh dad I'm almost there" I said while I jumped off bed in hurry. He sighed and walked out.

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I brushed my wet brunette hair letting it down touching my shoulders. My hair is short and adding to my height ,people assume I'm a 7th grader. I pull on to my dark blue skinny jeans into my fleshy legs and threw on my hoodie. Not bad though.

It's the first day of senior high school I don't really care about my messy appearance .The same old shit every year.

There's no chance I'm gonna reach on time.

I rushed downstairs. Kissed my dad on cheeks stuffing the burnt toast in mouth and ran towards the door.

Sorry muffins. I know the first chapter is a bit short.

Okay... Really short

But hold on people we got lots coming.;-)

Thanks for the love.