I was sold to One Direction

My abusive mother

McLaklee POV

I was just a small town girl, living with my mother in Pennsylvania. Although, living with my mother meant living with her juul addiction. Ever since I was a little girl I'd just see her puffing clouds, hotboxing the car.... But the worst thing was that she chose her juul over me.

It was the first day of 9th grade, I put a yellow Forever 21 beanie over my uncombed long dirty-blonde hair. I didn't care what the other kids thought of me. Putting on round glasses over my ocean blue eyes I was ready to leave. I had chosen the perfect outfit for the day even though we were poor, I wore a white crop top, blue jean shorts from Garage and white high top converse. Just as I was putting on my Jansport backpack my mom burst through my bedroom door, a puff of juul clouds following her quickly. She said

"Start packing your bags, your new owners are coming" and I couldn't believe what she said.

Owners? Am I being sold?! Although the idea was crazy I obeyed my mom and put my ukulele in my backpack, that's all I own because my father took everything when he left to pursue his gambling addiction in Florida. I walk out of my room and into the bathroom, I put a small bit of makeup on my perfectly clear skin.

A knock on the door echoes throughout the house...