"Ashton! Get up please! It's your first day. Your last first day at that one!"
My mother sang up the stairs. I groaned as my feet hit the cool mahogany floors. I dragged myself over to the closet and opened it up. I didn't exactly know what to wear, I didn't know what was I style around here. To be honest when I first heard of the place I thought it would be a bunch of county bumpkins hick farm people but I was more that then they were. I picked out my coral-colored Southern Tide long sleeve with my pale khakis pants. I went down the stairs in the attempt to avoid breakfast so I didn't have to speak to my dad. I resented my dad because he was such a self pitying, woe is me type person, he's nothing short of a house wife. That was only because he lost his job when I was nine when we decided we wanted to move to America and after that he didn't make any sort of attempt to get another. And I hate it for my mother because she's married to the fucker. She's such a hard working person,the most noted doctor back in Australia and has everything to show for it but she just fucked around and got pregnant by a loser,good for nothing frat boy. I tried to grab my keys without being noticed but that kinda failed when my mom looked up.
"Aw,good morning honey! How'd you sleep? That's good! Are you hungry? How about some grits and bacon? Or do you want French toast? I like that shirt! My baby is growing up!" She just started bawling, blabbing like a baby as she threw herself into my arms
"Aw mom,don't do it,please don't cry. I'm still your baby! And yes I slept fine,and of course I'll eat with you,it's okay!" I patted her back as she sobbed into my shirt."
"Darling,I'm so glad I have you. I love you sweet heart."
"What about me?" My dad piped up
"You too,Fletchie!" She pulled him into our hug and I swear on everything I love,this is the closet we've been since I was like twelve. The only thing holding together my family was my mom. She needs some type of award for that.
"Well, I have to go. I love you mom. See you later" I said as I pushed away from my dad and kissed my mom on the head and ran for the door. I popped my car door open and hopped into my black Mercedes and back out of the driveway and onto the road,not to excited about school.
