Playing The Blame Game

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Summary:

It’s been three years since I’ve been home. When I was fourteen my mom committed suicide, my dad couldn’t handle me since I became a “badass’ so he sent me and my older sister to England. I attended Miss. Crowley’s Boarding School for Girls. And hated every second. Sit straight. Don’t kid around. Say excuse me when I burp. Total Bullshit. I did understand why my dad sent me here. He couldn’t deal with mom’s death. I get it, I really do. I began tagging, staying out all night, and even started smoking. I swore and insulted all my teachers. I believe in some ways I changed. Some I didn’t. I heard dad married again. A girl named Josie. I never met her. I wasn’t invited to the wedding. I don’t really care. All I cared about was my mom and know that she’s gone; I don’t care about anything or anyone. Until I came home to five amazingly hot neighbor boys. How was I supposed to know that dad and Josie moved across town to a rich neighborhood and bought a mansion? How was I supposed to know that these five boys would change my life drastically? For the better or for the worse? I don’t know you’ll have to figure that out for yourself. This is my life. I am Victoria Ann Wolf.

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