Hey hey hey everyone! So i have decided i am gunna write half a chapter everynight so i will most likely be updating every two days until school soccer starts. When that starts i will be m.i.a. for like two months till that ends.
So comments on the last chapter? Do we like her dad or think hes just a plain and simple jerk? What about our popular boy jason. Sweet or a player?
Oh and please if you see any grammer or spelling problems dony hesitate to leave corrections below. Since my story was deleted the fully edited version of this story was lost.
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Okie dokie! Thank you for reading and enjoy!
~~~Emily~~~
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'Cause if life is am uphill battle we all try to climb on the same old ladder in the same boat with the same old paddle.'
I let out a deep moan as i rolled over and looked at the clock.
'5:45' it read it bright pink numbers.
I sighed again slamming my hand down on the off button on my alarm clock willing it to shut up. I didnt want to be up this early but i knew daddy dearest would be knocking my door down if i didnt get up soon. I still really didnt want to go to school. I might have stopped the drinking, drugs, and cutting but i still didnt feel like my normal self. I was lazy and not motivated enough to want to do anything but sleep.
Reluctantly, i rolled out of my bed yawning and stretching my arms to mentally wake myself up. I slid on my slippers and walked to my closet to figure out what i was going to wear. My eyes scanned my closet.
Skinny jeans. No to much effort to wear and mega uncomforable. A skirt. Defiantly not. Too preppy for my downer attitude. Sweatpant. Now that sounds good.
I pulled out a pair of my black yoga pants with a pink sparkly waistband from victoria secrets pink and slipped them on. They were the perfect mix of comfort but acceptable for school. They hugged my butt and my hips showing off my curves but hung loose around my lower legs adding the comfort level. I pulled a black tank top out of draw and pulled it on over by hot pink strapless bra.
I sat in front of my vanity and applied a light layer of makeup to my face just enough to look polished but not overdone. I straightened my hair so it fell the way i liked it and braided back the pieces of hair that fell infront of my face framing it. When i was finally satisfied with my appearance i looked at the clock seeing it read 6:45 leaving me 15 minutes before michael came to pick me and john up.
Walking into the living room i popped a piece of bread into the toaster and slipped on my black ugg boots i had left by the fire last night.
"Morning nessa." My dad chirped walking into the kitchen grabbing my toast and taking a large bite out of it.
"Nice to see you too dad. Sure, no problem help yourself to my food." I said sarcastically narrowing my eyes at him with anger.
Chuckling to himself he responded to my offer. "Hey thanks hun! Dont mind if i do. Im leaving for work now see at 6. Love you!" He continued to talk closing the door behind him.
Glancing at the clock, i saw that michael would be here in five minutes and that i didnt have time to make more toast. Frowning to myself, i sighed and grabbed a a handful of cheerios and shoveled them into my mouth.

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Lost and Found
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