Do you see those walls in the Alley covered in graffiti? Yup. Me, Brittyn. A "troubled" thirteen year old girl, stuck in foster care, with three boys, and one girl, but she was two. The boys were Mason (9), Connor (11), and Jacob (13). Jacob? Yes. N...
I am in the car with my dad. "Hey, dadzo?" I ask. "Wanna do a Musical.ly with me for my YouTube video intro?" I really hoped he says yes "Maybe when we get to Bridges' house." Ugh! I don't care if Jonas Bridges is my brother. His mother gave me up. Suddenly everything is Jonas this, Jonas that! Like, damn... Then after 10 minutes, we arrive to a humongous house. It has a fence around it, and on it, there's a gate with "Bridges' Household" on it in a "Jenna" font. Too fancy. I don't like it. Not one bit! A beautiful woman comes out, and greets my father and I. "Hello, Brittyn," she seems nice. Too nice. I don't like it. Not one bit! "Ehm...hi...," I am not nervous. I'm just pissed 'cause the woman who gave me up at age 4 is trying to be NICE to BRITTYN! Oh hell nah. Nuh-uh. Then this boy comes out, Jonas. He and I have been friends on Instagram, and talk all the time. He ran up to me, and MY DAD took this pic. I posted it on Insta
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BoiItsBrittyn- finally met this freak!! @JonasBridges🤗 @WoahIts_Jonas 😘
