"But Becca it's not fair!" I scream for the third time in a row.
"Now who's to decide what's fair and what's not fair, you or the adult?" Rebecca replies.
"Becca I need it! Without it I'll lose my mind!" I respond.
I go by Andrea Summers. Let me rewind my story to give you a proper introduction. I skate. I'm a skater chick. There's not very many of us anymore. I trust few people, like few people, and give zero shits. I haven't felt anything in such a long time, and I get by just fine without emotions or thoughts. They're unnecessary and pointless to me. Most people who have thoughts just cry or get angry because of them anyway, and what good does that do? I spend 80% of my life on my board. I have taken too many falls, and that's most likely why I don't feel the pain anymore. My mother died when I was two, and my father passed when I was three. I've lived with my aunt since then, and her beautiful daughter Gabbie. Gabbie is nine, and I would do anything for her. I enjoy living with my aunt, and I can't honestly complain about anything else in my life right now. People in high school are too immature for my time. A few people are acceptable, but not enough to be worth my time. So let's rewind this story so we can start at the beginning.
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Define Strange
Teen FictionSixteen year old Andrea Summers skates her life away, but when she could lose it all and doesn't know how to handle it she puts too much pressure on herself not to blow it. Being a role model to her nine year old cousin while still following the rul...
