~ Being Me ~

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I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing for the second time this morning. I fumble around on my bedside table to find it and answer with a groggy hello.

"Alison Mae Wilson if I have to call you one more time to tell you to wake up then you can kiss going out with your friends after graduation good bye!" my mom shouts at me.

"Okay mama I'm up, I promise this time." You see, I'm not a morning person and apparently I have conversations I don't fully remember. Apparently I'm rude and harsh during these conversations, but sadly I don't remember any of it.

"Go flush the toilet or something so I know that you are up and not lying this time! The school said you couldn't be late again or you will receive punishment."

I sigh and get out of bed and walk to the bathroom still half asleep tripping over a pile of cloths I was supposed to clean up yesterday, oh well. I flush the toilet and hold the phone up to it so my mom can hear it.

"There are you happy now? I really have to get dressed or I'm going to be late."

"Okay love you sweetie, have a good day!"

"bye-" and she hung up on me. Love you too mom.

That ladies and gentlemen was my mom. She can be a bit overbearing at times and a slight bit overprotective, but she means well. I think most moms with one child are like that. My mom is my best friend, I tell her everything, well maybe not everything, but most of it. I know what you're thinking, "this girl is crazy, there is no way you would catch me saying 'my mom is my best friend.'" Well I just did and it's true. I'm not embarrassed by her trying to fit in with me and my friends because honestly she's cool and fits right in, and I'm not just saying that. My friends love my mom and talk to her about problems they don't even talk about to anyone else.

I have a large group of friends I guess. I'm blessed because even though we have are differences I know they will be there for me no matter what. I will start off with my best friend since birth, well second grade. I had issues with a teacher at a school I was attending at the time, we will get into the full story later, so my mom transferred me to a K-8 school that was in the middle of a farm town and by farm town I mean wake up and smell the mixture of Pig, Turkey, and Chicken crap. It was horrible. The only good thing about the school was that my grandma would be my teacher and I would meet my best friend of 12 years and counting. The bad thing about the school is that we were known to the other schools as the Sanderson sluts. I didn't find that out until I got to high school but I understand why, as most of the girls lost their virginity before hitting eighth grade, even a few ended up pregnant. Anyways, I moved to the school in the middle of the year so my grandma, being the caring grandparent she is, set me beside the nicest people in the room. One of those being my best friend, Hope Renee Burn.

When I went to high school me and hope went to separate places. I went to an early college which solely focuses on academics and Hope went to a traditional high school. So on the first day in high school I was a shy little loner girl who had this crazy lady as a homeroom teacher. I'm serious she was crazy. You know those ditzy people who are hyper all the time and unorganized that most likely cause themselves to have a stroke or a heart attack? Well that was Ms. Walker. She had a heart attack in the middle of math class one day. Don't worry she's fine now. Anyways, her home room introduced me to four of my best friends for the first three years of high school. First there was Bethany Mills, who later stole my phone and lied to me about it until I called it and her book bag started ringing, thus ending are friendship. Then there was Sam Adams and Lynn Elms, Sam didn't really like Lynn but wouldn't tell her and Lynn was kind of like a creepy stalker to Sam. She would force Sam to go places with her. Lynn's mom was crazy too so I see where she got it from. After the whole phone thing they kind of left me and my other friend to us. This brings me to my best friend who I would do anything for. Her name is Michelle but we call her Chell for short. Honestly I don't know how I would have survived that hell hole we call school without her. Honestly I wanted to tape a few teachers to their chairs and torture them, and I'm really not a violent person. Along with Chell came her cousin Nay. I honestly don't know her real name; she's always been just Nay. If you have ever watched the TV show, Sister Sister then you basically know what they look like. They honestly look like Tia and Tamera. Whatever you do don't tell them that though because they will kill you.

The rest of the group consists of Ashely Elizabeth Parker who is 17. Recently one of our local restaurants had something against gays that caused this whole uproar. So Ashely and I being us walked into the restaurant holding hands to see if they would kick us out. They didn't, and just so you know Ashely has a boyfriend and I'm straight so there is nothing going on between us. It's just how my friends and I are. Next there is Dalton J. Gram who is 17. No one knows what the J. stands for because he refuses to tell us so we assume the worse and figure that he has a girl name. We call him Janet to tick him off. Then there are the Dime sisters. Kameron Dime is 19, and attending college an hour and a half away, and let me tell you, she is boy CRAZY and recently is in a relationship with a military man. Then there is baby Dime, Harley Brook Dime. She's 17 and the baby of the group. She is like Ashley loud and obnoxious but can make you laugh whenever you need it.

Then there is me. I am basically the mom of the group. I keep all of them level headed. I don't drink; do drugs or anything like that so I'm usually the designated driver. I'm 19 and about to graduate from high school in a week. I'm also an only child. I'm not a girly girl; honestly I like going outside and riding four wheelers and horses. I hate bugs though and I'm DEATHLY afraid of spiders. Honestly if I see a spider I freeze up and stop breathing and just stare at it and eventually I scream.

Whelp, I'm off to school before I'm late. I promised Chell I would help her on the graduation slide show during first period. We are in charge of the whole slideshow for the class.

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Hey guys! Honestly I want your opinion on this. It's my first story that I actually plan on finishing. Just try to be nice with your comments because honestly you're probably wouldn't like it if you got nasty comments on your work. I understand this may suck, and I understand if you want to tell me, just do it in a nice way :) I don't really know how I'm going to write this yet, I'm kind of leaning to writing it like a journal or a diary with a little bit of conversations here and there. Also, if you have any embarrassing miss-haps or random stuff that you think wouldn't actually happen and you want it in the story then feel free to tell me. I want to involve everyone as much as possible to make it more fun!

~ Much love, Agen ~

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