WHHHEEEE :D
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CHAPTER 1
Celia's P.O.V
"Who the hell called me at 6AM in the morning!" I scream in to the phone.
I hear silence on the other side of the phone
I groan, what kind of idiot would do this? I hang up the phone after screaming a string of curse words. I roll out of my sofa in my apartment. If you could call it an apartment because all it had was a room, a kitchen and a bathroom. Stretching from side to side. I look around the room trying to find my school bag. The room was a mess but I am too lazy to clean it up.
I continue to gaze around the room finally finding it underneath a pile of sweaters. I walk over to my small closet and pick out black jeans and paired it off with a pink half sleeved top, not caring how I look.
I walk in to the bathroom and put on black eye liner, mascara, light pink lipstick with dark blue eye shadows. I put on 3 earrings on one ear and leave my gold earring on my other ear, it is the only piece of gold jewel I own, I had it on me when I was in the foster homes. They told me they didn't know who I was or where I was from.
I look up at the clock it was 7:25, I still had 30 minutes for school to start. I pick up my worn out guitar and start singing
"Take me I'm alive
Never was a girl with a wicked mind
But everything looks better when sun goes down
I had everything
Opportunities for eternity
And I could belong to the night
Your eyes, your eyes
I can see in your eyes
Your eyes--"
The door bell cuts me off. I open it up to see my landlord standing there with a beer bottle in his hand.

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