Mosslyn's Pov
Well I guess I should start at the beginning. My name is Mosslyn Noël Russet but everyone calls me Moss or Moe. I am 16 years old and am standing at the very tall height of 5'5, and 110lbs, I have light brown almost blonde hair that goes down to my waist and striking grey eyes that everyone always comments on.
This is my first year at OCA, Oxford Christian Academy.
Tomorrow is my first day of senior year, but it's half way through first semester, I'm a bit late. I'm surprised I have made it this far considering I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed.
My whole life I have been living with my mum in England but unfortunately she just got married and is moving to Los Angeles.
So I moved to Canada to live with my good old daddy goat, me and my dad are actually really close so I am really happy I get to move in with him till my mum and Ray get settled.
The thing I'm not very happy about is leaving all my friends behind in England, I am so not excited to start my last year half way through first semester at a private school and try to make new friends.
Ugh life sucks sometimes.
This school apparently has some insane dress code...that sucks considering my wardrobe consists of skirts, bralets, short shorts, crop tops, tights, skinny jeans, yoga pants, and sneakers.
I have 2 ear piercings, and a belly button ring, I also have 2 tattoos one over the scars on my wrist that says "someone's waiting for you" that I got on my 16 birthday, and one I got when I left my mum on my upper thigh that says "these violent delights have violent ends" a line from our favourite book Romeo and Juliet.
So now it's just me and my dad tackling living together which is not pretty lemme tell ya, he's such a dude! He doesn't understand anything.
"Daddy can I have money for lunch tomorrow?" I yelled down the stairs from my bedroom door way on the second floor.
"Sure honey how much?" He shouted right back making me smile deviously.
"50 seems sufficient dad" I shouted back smirking, I then heard him making his way up the stairs towards me making me squeal.
"Is 20 ok?" He asked leaning against my door way waving a 20.
"Yessss" I drawled out grabbing it and putting it in my bag.
"Sweetheart it's 20 past 11 get some sleep it's your first day at a new school tomorrow, don't wanna be grumpy for your new friends" his voicing getting quieter as he walked down the hall to his room and shut the door.
"Ugh school, means waking up good god why" i muttered to myself, after waking up at how ever late I wanted the last couple weeks it's gonna be a big disgusting change to wake up on time for school.
Well might as well get some sleep it's gonna be a new day tomorrow.
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Romance"Oh my god Dustin how do you make me feel like this" she moaned underneath me shivering and moving roughly against me her body already drenched in sweat, God her moans are killing me...but this is so wrong and we both know it. But it doesn't matter...