Chapter 1

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~Ahh the beginning...~

Where do I even start? Let's just see what happens when I wake up?

A pillow is literally thrown at my face and I groan, waking up.

"I thought you would be up now!" Gabrielle hisses. "We're both on this school trip! Wake up, you lazy bitch."

"Bold of you assume to call me a bitch when the dog is yours." I say in a groggy morning voice.

"You WANT me to sic Lucy on you?" Her eyes grow wide.

"Is that even an option?" I ask.

"Get up."

She kicks my leg and I glare up at her.

"Don't kick me!"

"Shut your mouth! For what you've had happen in your life, you're awfully agro."

"I'm dead inside, Gabrielle. You can't bring me back to life." I reply. Her eyes soften for a minute before walking out of the room and shutting the door.

Might as well get up. Gabrielle doesn't like it, but Jake Gyllenhaal is picking both of us up. She can't argue because she does like his acting. I huff, before getting out of bed.

I bring my suitcase out from under the bed. I have all this stuff to decorate my room with. Fluffy rug, LED message cinema board. Fake flowers. Lava lamp. Dream room material. I could ask Tom to take care of it.

You: Holland!
Tom: What's up, Y/n? :)
You: I need you to do a favor for me
Tom: Ok?
Y/n: I have a suitcase full of dream room material since my room looks like shit and anything nice, my parents would take away. Lava lamp, fluffy rug, message cinema board.
Tom: Those are so cool! They would really make your room look good.
Y/n: Yeah, but I've been hiding them so I can never get them taken away. Can you please take care of the suitcase while I'm gone?
Tom: Oh, yeah sure! Jake's picking you up so I'll ask him to come by my place after he picks you up
Y/n: You are such a legend! Thank you so much
Tom: Of course! Have fun! :)
Y/n: Thank youuuuuuu

I slide it under my bed again before going into my closet to change my clothes. Since my parents could barge in when they want.

I'm gonna look dark but fuck it. Whatever. My parents can't stop me now.

I get into black socks. Black skinny jeans. A black plain shirt. A black Star Wars jumper that says 'Beware Of My Dark Side' with Darth Vadar on it, a black leather jacket. And black combat boots. I won't go overboard with makeup. Just clear up my face a little with some smokey eye shadow.

 Just clear up my face a little with some smokey eye shadow

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Cool.

I dash out my room and take my actual suitcase downstairs. I bring the other down the stairs as Mom gawks at my appearance.

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