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WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN VIOLENCE, DRINKING, AND STRONG LANGUAGE, IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE PLEASE DO NOT READ.
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'WELCOME TO LOS ANGELES' I read as the car passes by the sign. I've finally moved from Maryland to California to finish my senior year of high school. I'm going to be living with my aunt and uncle.

I'm moving in with them because my parents are tired.

Tired of what you way ask?

They are tired of me. Of taking care of me.

Fucked up I know.. but I guess I have to deal with it.

"Anisia!" Before I knew it we arrived at a huge house in the middle of LA. I get out of the car and see my aunt standing in front of the house.

"Hey sweetie!" She says as she comes in for a hug. "You've grown so much!" "Yeah" I say as I giggle

I grab my suitcase and open the door.

Holy shit

"Your room is upstairs. The second one to the left." I go up the stairs and open the door.

"God damn, this shits big." I put my suitcase on top of my bed and begin to unpack. I open up the drawer and put a tee shirt inside. I sigh, "This is gonna take forever."

I put in my last shirt inside and fall onto my bed. "Final-" I hear and knock and I roll my eyes and get up.

I open it to see my aunt. "Come on Ani, we're going to The Grove."

I close the car door and my aunt drives off.
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We arrive at The Grove and we begin to walk around.

"Do you want anything?" asks my aunt "I-I don't have any money." "Oh, don't worry I can pay for you." "Thank you! Can I get a sweater from Nordstrom?"

We enter Nordstrom and I start to look around. I see a black off the shoulder sweater and I automatically buy it.

"I'm going to look around at other stores. I'll meet you at the car."

"Alright"

I start to walk around and look around. "Damn, this place is beautiful."

I look down at my phone a smile seeing a message from my best friend back a home.

'Hey bitch how's Cali?'

Before I get a chance to answer, I accidentally bump into someone and I'm faced with two beautiful hazel eyes.

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