Hey I'm Julia, I'm 15 years old, I love in Chicago, and I go to a Regular school in a Regular town, but I live no regular life. In most stories, the protagonist isn't that well respected, but this story is different...
One ice cold morning in 2014, I walked down the stairs to see mother making breakfast. I walked up to her like a gun owner would to a burglar, Mom hasn't made breakfast in a very long time, Usually I just grab whatever and go. "What's going on? You've never picked up a pan in months!", I said "I'm sorry, I have forgotten to tell you, you're father is coming today. " Mother said with a light Jamaican accent. "Really? I mean, I'm going to school today..." "Do not worry Julia, I will take you."
My Dad approached the driveway in a Silverado with one of those antenna covers that look like they should be on pencil erasers. I peeked through the dusty, wooden blinds to see my own dad, Even more different than the last time, suddenly My brain that annoying, cheesy thing and made me think about the day I thought I wouldn't see him again, but I replaced that gross remembrance and made my way to the door and opened it for dad. "Hey, Dad!!!" I exclaimed with an inviting warm smile . "My little little girl! I haven't seen you since Christmas!" He said. I took my phone out of my left pocket and stared for a minute before sitting down at the dinner table. "Who was that? You only check your phone when someone messages you." Mother said putting scoops of grits on the plates that she put on the table. "That's not true, what if I was... Checking the time?" I said seeing that her mother was already suspicous. "There are clocks everywhere. AND you have a watch, Julia." " I have a boyfriend..." I said, trying to avoid she contact. "Why didn't you say so!?!? What does he look like? Is he Christian!?!" Mother said excitedly. "He's muslim." My idiot self said. "That is all right Julia, it is the same God... Right?" Mom said. "Yyyyes, actually." Julia's Dad said as he left the kitchen to go to the bathroom. "Okay... what did he say?" "Who?" "Your boyfreind? In your text?" " Um, he sai-- " Julia started as her mom took her phone to see the texts. "OooOooo! He looks nice! He sent these pictures to you?" "Yes." I said with no expression. Then I thought now would be a good time to Leave, or Lie, or basically anythi s
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Teen FictionA girl named Julia, who is 15 years old, lives in Albany, Georgia, and lives with her single Mom, is expelled from a average school, and put into a High income school, but there is more to this school than what meets the eye...
