I woke to my alarm singing "lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off" by Panic! at the disco, they remind me of Tyler. That use to be our favorite band to listen to before he went ahead and left me, he made my life hell and for that I had to move because I started to hurt myself, so now I have scars on my wrist and have to wear big bracelets or many bracelets to hide the. Most of the time I let them show,but not around people who don't know. I got up and head to the bathroom to get ready for the day, I was singing while combining my hair, putting it into a quick messy bun "Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?".
After finishing up in the bathroom, I walked to my bed with the clothes that I had already pick out the day before. I had decided to wear a plain tight fitting black tank top, a pink hoodie that had the California bear on it and my favorite shorts, all tied together with my old black vans. [polyvore] I was kinda in a black color mood, excited to be going back to London. I mean don't get me wrong I missed London dearly especially the cold weather, but at the same time I'm happy because I finally get the chance to hurt Tyler and make him feel pain. Since I have moved to California, I have changed my hair, weight, looks, and style. I'v worked so hard to change who I use to be, never again will I be pushed around or take anyone's bullshit.
"Jamie, you need to hurry up with the rest of those boxes and we leave in about an hour" I heard my mom yell from downstairs, "okay" I answered back, while picking up a box that was in the corner. Right when I was by the door the bottom of the box i was carrying decided to rip which caused all my stuff to fall out. I looked down to see a big dark blue sweat shirt that looked very old, a medium sized box with writing on it. Picking up the box I opened it to see a bunch of photos, one of the photos were of me and Tyler, maybe about five he was kissing my cheek and I was smiling like a Cheshire cat. My mom had taken it outside of our old house on an old bench that was under a willow tree. I moved the photos around and found on with Tyler giving me a piggy back ride, it was our fist day of High school. Little did I know that he was gonna turn on me during the year "GOD I WAS SO STUPID!" I yelled putting everything back and closing the box. I was going to walk when I tripped over the blue sweat shirt, I picked it up to see it was the one Tyler had given me when I ran away to the park, my parents had started fighting one night and I just wanted to get away from all the screaming. I ran to a tree and sat down crying until Tyler came and found me, I was really cold so he took off his sweatshirt and let me use it. We talked about what had happened and he told me it would be alright, When he took me home I went to give him his sweater back but he said for me to keep it. And now here it is lying on the floor of my "bedroom."
Not wanting to relive everything I picked up the sweater and the box, heading down stairs to the car and put them both in there. "hey do you mind grabbing the boxes I left upstairs there kind of heavy" I told one of the moving guys, "not at all miss which one is you room?" he asked, " the fist door on the right up the stairs". By the time everything was in the moving trucks my parents told me to get into the car, we were driving to the airport and heading back home. please
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