"You're coming home late, you're skipping classes. I just-I just don't know what to do with you." Mom said, with her arms crossed, glaring down at me. I just sat back in my seat and crossed my arms mimicking her actions.
"What do you want me to say? I'm a teenager. I'm just acting like a teen-"
"No. What you're acting like is a irresponsible young lady. You're turning eighteen. Soon, you'll be out in the world on your own. Without responsibility you'll be living on the streets, trying to do things for people for a cheeseburger." She said, getting a glazed look in her eyes. I raised an eyebrow,
"What?" She shook her head, looking like she just got out of a trance,
"The point is, I can't take it anymore. I talked to your father-" I groaned,
"And, what did my oh so lovely father say." She rolled her eyes at my response. Then she looked at me with a serious look on her face,
"Grace, you're moving in with your father."
After years of bad behavior, Grace's mom sends her off to Florida to live with her estranged father. Can she really change for the better? Or, will she be Forever 17.
This is a future story of mine, and if you steal my idea I'll have to eat you. Or, feed you to the fishes. Seriously, don't steal my idea or they'll be serious consequences.
