*beep beep*
That's my alarm...fuck.
Oh hi I'm Haiely Luis and I'm 15 years old I'm a sophomore at Jr. Lake high. I live in Chicago. I have to older brothers Brandon Rowland and Hunter Rowland the only reason we don't have the last name is because they were adopted. So was there little brother but...
The day after we got them and everything thing was settle in Ashton (there little brother, go with it) got hit by a car.
But anyway yeah my bestfriends name is aly. Oh and I hate school but love grilled cheese.
My mom is currently on a business trip in New York, she's a person who sells huuuge mansions.
I also don't have a father, my dad dies 8 months ago but I'm still the same person :) ...I hope :(
"HAY GET UP" my older brother hunter yells. Everybody calls me hays instead of my real name...Idk why.
"OK IM GETTING UP CHILL" I say yelling back at him. I get up and get my out fit on, a white thrasher crop top and some tight jeans...also along with my vans. I turned on my straightener and straightened my hair, I also put on some makeup. Then I brushed my teeth and grabbed my back pack, and a granola bar. I said by to everyone and left. Even though I'll probably see them and school. Brandon is a freshman and hunter is a senior, Ashton would be going into 3rd grade...my sweet little boy :(
I ride my skate boated to school cause i hate taking the bus. I stand in front of my school, great 3 more years.
Oh and my brothers are pretty popular which makes me pretty popular, which means for me every girl is jealous or wants to be you or every boys wants to get in your pants. Oh back to where I was, 2 more fricken years of this school. I need someone to strangle me.
I walk into school with everyone staring and boys whistling and girls coughing. I walk up to my friends aly who is flirting with Charles...Ah...Charles Gitnick. He used to be my bestfriend but then I'm 4th grade a boy named Joey moved here and stoll him from me.
Oh that Joey is none other then the Joey Birlem, biggest fuzz boy in the school plays with girls hearts. If he had a dollar for every girl he's slept with in the this school (including the math teacher, hey she is pretty but...*gag* sick) anyway he'd be rich. Oh wait...he already is -_-.
I can't handle him, he try's to get my attention and plus everyone says we'd be a perfect couple. Just because he's popular for the boys *cough, man whores* and I'm popular for the girls doesn't mean anything...does it?
No that's not the point the point is that there's no such thing as a "perfect couple"...ok..except #jariel.
"Hi hay" Charles says to me smiling "hi char" I say smiling back, "Hey aly" i say opening my locker. "Hey girl" he says hugging me. But from the corner of my eye I see joey walking towards us. He was whistling...and I think it was a "Your hot" whistle...and I think it was to me, I rolled my eyes and closed my Locker and I felt arms around my waist. "Hey cutie" he says, I turn around "and what do you want" I say looking at him annoyed..because I am.
Hey guys hoped you like me new story. I know I gave up on my last one but this time I'll stick with it. Night ;) or morning or afternoon💖😆
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