Adore's POV
Normal. A word I don't care about. I'm not 'normal'. Do I care? Hell no. I think I'm fucking cool. People call me a "misfit" or a "rebel"
I just like to do my own thing. I don't like following rules. I don't really know where it comes from. Maybe my mom,But she's in Azusa.
Anyways, me and my friend Laganja were in my room smoking weed. When my dad came home. I know I shouldn't be smoking. I know I should be in class right now. But I don't care.
We put out our blunts and threw them out the window.
"I'm gonna leave. " Ganja said before leaving. Her mom doesn't care about this stuff.
Soon enough my dad came in and started yelling at me. I didn't listen to any of it. Before he left he told me to pack my bags.
I hope that means I'm going back to Azusa.
My mom needs to have a big break, so she sent me with my dad. She never agreed to take me back, and i always hoped that she did. This time I thought she said yes. But my dad had somewhere else in mind.
