I Knew You Were Trouble.

Prologue

"But dad, I hate take your daughter/son to work day!" I said before crossing my arms.

"Elizabeth Morgan, you're going. It's the last time you'll do it." Dad said.

"I'm 16, Dad!" 

"Just get in the car." Dad pointed at the car.

I stomped my way over and sat in the front. 

I plugged in my earphones and shuffled my music. 

"Bitch I'd be spitting that crack, like I'm in that track." 

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This is just a preview of what I've been writing. It's a IM5 Fan Fiction. YAY!