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First story evvvaaa soo no hate PLZZ..

(-DISCLAIMER- this is written on my phone so if the typing is messed up or simple spelling errors, that's why. thanks for reading love ya lots)

-Kiaa
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>ROSE<

"Mom when can I get a new phone this one sucks balls."

"Excuse me rose but you should never speak like that towards your mother." she smirks. My mom has never cared about swearing. EVER. Actually, lie. One time in grade 2 I got a bad grade on a spelling test and I completely cussed my teacher out. Wooaaaahhh mom was not happy.

"Ha. Sorry mom I really hate my phone and everyone got a new one this winter break and I'm stuck with this dumb phone."

"Well we couldn't afford it this winter." She lies. I roll my eyes. I know we have lots of money, they waste it on stupid shit all the time. Just never on me.

"Ok mom, whatever you say."

New Years is over. School is started, and my birthday is in 3 days. A Thursday, my 17th birthday on a Thursday. You know what that means? My 19th birthday, when I can finally drink, will be on a Saturday. Fuck all you fifteen year olds who are turning sixteen in three days. Your 19th is on a Sunday. Hehe something to look forward too.

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"BEEEP BEEP BEEEP BEEP BEEEEEEP." My alarm goes off. I hit snooze and fall asleep for another 5 minutes.

"ROSALIE EMERALD STEVEN GET YOUR ASS OUT OFF BED ITS 8am!" Thanks mom. A great awakening on my birthday.

"Happy birthday sweetie! Thanks mom I love you! I love you too Rose!" I say in a mocking voice and glare at my mom. I don't know if she actually forgets the day her only child was squeezed out of her vagina ever year, or if she just plays dumb. But she forgets every year.

"Oh yea happy birthday, maybe we should go out.. or I could co-" I cut her off by putting my hand in the air.

"Your. Not. Cooking." I say real slowly to get the message across.

"Oh whatever!! Get up and go to school." I sigh. Oh how I hate school.

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Now the (S)even (C)rappy (H)ours (O)f (O)ur (L)ives is over I can watch Netflix. All night. Alone. One birthday.

"Rose want a snack?!" my mom yells from the pantry.

"WHO YOU CALLING FAT? WANNA FIGHT HOE?" I scream back in laughter.

"Okay actually that was rude do not use those words toward me. Now are you hungry?" she says more angrily then I expected.

"No im okay" I half yell back.

"To bad come downstairs!" Ugh, she hates me doesn't she?

I turn the corner into the living room and..

"SURPRISE!"

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Kinda short but it's a start, 5 votes and I'll cont. thx a lot guys, Cmmt for dedication. :)