Chapter One - Who Say What Now ?!?

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"Baby"

What?

"Baby"

WTF?

"Baby"

Why?

"Oohhh"

What kind of nightmare is this ! I need to wake up now, it sounds like a cat is giving birth whilst scratching its claws on a chalkboard!

I open my eyes to see the mother screeching her heart out singing Justin Bieber, while driving us to our new home. Is this even legal?

"Oh please keep singing mom, i don't think i'm deaf...YET!" I complain (please note the sarcasm).

"Well aren't you a ray of sunshine on this fine trip." My mother smirks at me, whilst keeping her eyes on the road.

I kick my feet up and turn towards the creator of "mwah". "Are we there yet, i can't feel my legs, or blood, or any important body function that i shoud be feeling." I whine.

"I swear, you sometimes act like your 3 and not 18." My mom complains. "We are like five minutes away, chill your beans.....dude?" She says while throwing a peace sign into my innocent face. Hypocrite.

"Wow, just wow you really went there?" I say whilst looking at her in pity and disgust.

"Don't be jelly of me.....swaggy." Replies the-woman-i-used-to-call-mother-until-she-said-the-word-swaggy.

"MOM! Really stop watching MTV. It's destroying this relationship. I know you don't want to admit that you have got a probem, but i feel like you should see someone about this. I'm only doing this because I care. " I say in a fake sobbish voice, while patting my mom's shoulder.

My mom looks at me from the corner of her eyes. Suddenly the car stops, she turns to face me fully and says, "Kiss.My.MTV Lovin. Ass!" and storms out the car walking up to the front porch of our new house.

I step out of the car and scream to the mother "Language!" She just rolls her eyes and opens the front door.

As you can see my mom and I have a strange relationship, she's like my older sister really. Don't get me wrong she's crazy and sometimes childlike, but when i get in trouble she steps up to her role of a mom. She's my favourite mom. Well she's my only mom but shes a great one.

I step back and take a look at the new house that i will now be calling home. It's nothing fancy, but its a pretty decent house. Its you typical white cottage like house, with a front porch that includes. Wait for it....a porch swing. I launch my self up the steps and onto the porch swing and lay back on it. I've aways wanted a porch swing. Don't ask me why becasue i have no clue, they have always just taken my liking. It's official i am going to grow old on this swing. I shan't ever move from this spot....Ever!!

"Winter get your stuff out the car and put it in your room!" shouts my mom from somewhere inside the house.

Well that was a dream short lived. I stand up and and turn to face my beloved swing. "I'll be back." I whisper affectionately to it. Yeah thats right people I officialy have sunk so low that i am talking to a swing. I grab my things from the trunk of the car and take them up to my room.
3 hours later I have finally finished unpacking and i collapse onto my four poster dark wooden bed. I am exhausted! I check my phone, no new messages or calls. Well aren't i miss popularity queen, not that I really care. To tired to do anything else I drag myself to my bathroom (oh yeah i have my own bathroom, sweet i know) and get ready for bed. Once i'm finished i step out of the bathroom wearing my cute little cookie monster tank top and shorts. I snuggle into bed and drift into a beautiful deep sleep.

"MY ANACONDA DON'T!"

Not again.

"MY ANACONDA DONT!"

Wait that isn't moms voice, not unless suddenly her voice had broke and she now has a husky deep manly voice.

"WANT NONE UNLESS YOU GOT BUNS HUN!"

I lean back on my elbows and check my clock that rests on my bedside table, 2:30am. Who they hell was jamming to Nicki Minaj at this time of night, I mean morning, no day. Oh whatever the hell it is it's do damn early! I slide my legs out of bed and walk towards the source of this racket. I stare out of my bedroom window at the house next door which has a window directly opposite mine, must be someone's bedroom. I can't see anyone because of the dark grey curtains that are drawn on the window across from me. Really we had to move next door to whoever this was. I need my sleep! The singing has stopped but the musc still plays to loudly. Well it looks like I won't be getting much sleep tonight, I think as i make my way back into bed, and try to catch on as much sleep as i can. I have to be up early in the morning, tomorrow is my first day at my new school. Yey (sarcasm!)

Sorry for short chapter this is my first attempt at writing something like this, so it may be terrible but hey i'm trying.

Anyways if you like it or have any suggestions just leave me a comment :)

I will try to get next chapter up soon, I would have done it today but at the minute it is offically 12:20 am and I am exhausted.

Night Peeps :)

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