I changed names but this is my life after I turned 15***************
I was in my gorgeous new room trying to figure out what to wear. I had recently moved in with my cousins and aunt because apparently I had "snuck in through the window too many times". I mean if sneaking in your bedroom window 2 times in your entire life is bad then idk whats good. My overly-excited blonde bombshell of a cousin named Carly waltzed in. She was holding my cut-off jean shorts that she stole from me. "You know, I think you should wear these shorts with...." then she picked up the shirt I called my try-to-look-atleast-somewhat-hot white tanktop and grey vest, "this shirt and your black fadora". "Plus you are my cousin and I'm wearin' my fave shirt with your lucky skinny jeans." I thought about and then a lightbulb popped up on top of my head. I said, "And to top it off I'm borrowing your black ankle boots" " Ahh you have learned from the best.", Carly stated then waltzed back out. Oh I should tell you, I am 16 right now and have brown curly hair with brown eyes. I ran.to Carly's room and got her black ankle boots. thats how it all started
