Chapter 1.

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by hemmo-sphere

by hemmo-sphere

"NO!! I AM NOT GOING TO GO WITH YOU!!" I yelled at my dad, Mike, who came to pick me up and take me to L.A. with him.

"Ronnie, you have no choice." My mom, Laurie, said using my nickname.

"Why don't I have a choice. I mean, he thinks he doesn't have to talk to me in 9 years, show up at our house and take me away from where I grew up. Hell, he didn't even call to say happy birthday. I mean damn, how does your mind work?!" I yelled. "Language." Mike hisses.

"Screw you." I snapped.

"Please don't argue. Go pack your things, your plane leaves in an hour and a half." My mom said lightly.

I ran up to my room and packed everything I had, tears falling the whole time. Probably leaving black lines on my cheeks. I was done in 40 minutes. I got dressed in a white loose fitting tank, making sure my freedom tattoo was covered, black ripped skinny jeans, and white studded stelletoes. My dad came while I was finishing my make-up and I always do my make-up before I dress. I grabbed my iPhone from my nightstand and dialed my best friend's number.

"Hey sista." She said.

"Ramey, my dad came to get me." I said.

"No, you can't go."

"I have no choice. And I promise I'll call you every chance I get." "So, no personal goodbye?"

"No. Listen, I gotta go. I'll text you as soon as we land."

"Ok. I miss you already."

"I miss you too."

"See ya later?"

"Definitely." We hung up and I dragged my things downstairs.

I went back to my room and went to my bathroom. I pulled out all of my make-up, and rummaged through it. I reapplied cat eye eyeliner, mascara, liquid foundation, and clear lipgloss. I put all of my make-up into a carry-on. I grabbed my cheetah print purse and a black leather jacket incase it's chilly in L.A. I had my laptop, iPod, earbuds, and tablet in a carry-on. I have everything. I turned off my lights and went downstairs. I carried all of my things to my mom's car and put it in the trunk. My dad is in the navy, not even a seal, so he had plenty of time to contact me but he chose not to. Well, this is going to be a very long year.

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Wow okay this gets better trust me