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Life of a 14 year old

Hello to any people reading this I'm new to this kind  of things so please don't point out my mistakes. Thanks for reading it. :)

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      Hey my name is Scarlet Anderson. I am 14 years old. My life is completely and utterly complex.  I'd like to tell about it. Now I should probably give you a back story. I come from a big family.

       I am the second youngest and have four other children ahead of me in the so called "chain of command". The eldest is Jacob then Salena, Ally, me, Scarlet, and the smallest Abby. People would say I had a great child hood ,but for me i think otherwise. Everything never went my way, but even if it did it would only be around my birthday. Now this story starts beyond my time with my mom, Evelyn and dad, Wilson.

    Apparently they liked each other before. My dad cheated on Jacob and Salena's mom with my mom. Then poof my sister Ally was born. Then me. Ally is my full sister, she and I are kind of like a packaged deal most of the time. I love her but we fight all the time, verbally of course. So  I was in fourth grade when everything seemed to click.

      My mom being spiteful to my dad. Ally and I being in the middle. In fifth grade every thing seemed to get worse. Now to understand me better you have to know I was never popular. I was always standing out somehow. I was either too tall or big and the school I went to was way too much to handle. I was Puertorican so I had lighter skin then everyone. In that school everyone had darker skin. Don't get me wrong there were some Spanish kids but they blended in better. I was leaving that school for a better one.

   I was always good in school, but people didn't like me. so I decided that I will no longer let people push me around. I entered the school in 8th grade. My teacher Mrs. Grace was nice. She was blonde and skinny. She always told us about her kids and stuff and that wasted a bunch of time.

 "Welcome back everyone, How was your summer break?" 

Everyone either answered good or great or awesome.

" Is anyone new this year ?" All I knew next was I tried to sink back down into my seat, but I had to raise my hand. Some other kid raised his too. I was glad I wasn't the only one.

"Would you like to say your name and where you lived before?"

"I'm Scarlet Anderson, I moved from Harlem Manhattan."

"That's great to hear. How bout you in the back  

She soon asked the boy. He answered and that's all I remember. As the days turned to weeks I started to get used to the whole school system and everyone being nice and sweet and total opposite from people where I used to live. I hadn't  made a friend, so i just told my parents that I did. 

'Hey Scarlet how was your day?"

"Great Melanie." Melanie was my step mom. She was awesome,  but a real bitch at times.

"I made a new friend. Her name is Hannah, she has curly hair and is like me, well personality wise, shes tall and really really skinny"

"Oh that's awesome, how bout you Ally?" 

And that's all that happened that day at dinner. I never talk during dinner because of the way I am. I'm awkward and weird and just ugh. For the rest of the week that's all that happened. Talking about our days and Melanie complaining about her job. As the year went on I developed a crush. His name was Mateo King. He was popular so I knew I would never have a chance. Ok now he wasn't the cutest boy according to my friends. But out of every guy I ever liked he was the cutest. I never talked to a boy before the first time I did we were always partners for writing assignments. His name was Derek Rojas and I knew he was using me. I knew because he's not the brightest star in the sky, if you know what I mean. A lot went on and my friend Sarah told him I liked him and shit went down and its like my rep went down the toilet before anyone even knew me.