How To Be A Rebel

How To Be A Rebel

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A typical, perfect, and rich child that is who i am. I am polite, respectful, well behaved, obedient, loyal, and shy and every other good trait you can think of. My life is pretty boring with nothing new, I don't go to parties, I don't wear short things, I don't do anything fun. My life was what they call perfect but definitely not for me. I always pictured my self as an outgoing, non caring, and a pink haired rebel, but no my parents had to be strict parents who wants a perfect blonde child. That one day when I accidentally enter a place where rebels stay my life changed a 180° into a better one. But unfortunately being a rebel isn't that easy with parents like mine so I do have to face the consequences of my doings. But will I survive in my new life or will I end up losing both my lives the perfect child and rebel child.
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[Read Disclaimer at the end of the description] Created by ElizabethClark9 PLEASE DON'T COPY! "No, I'm not your mate and I never ever will be I reject a worthless, pathetic, cow like you! Tell nobody about this or i will exile you." With that he walked away. We stand alone now, Just me and Lexi. I don't get involved with other packs I'm a good girl and I leave them alone. They get very annoying after awhile and sometimes I ask myself why I do but then I remember I'm not suicidal. My name Is Jamie Crystal, and I'm a rogue. My mate, who happened to be the Alpha of my former pack rejected me because I wasn't as pretty as all the sluts. Plus, my parents died when I was an infant. My mother died giving birth to me and My father killed himself with a silver knife to the chest out of greef. Seems like a Romeo and Juliet ending huh? Oh! not to mention My big sister hooking up with MY Mate flanting her slutty self all over him, and My brother, The pack's Beta, telling me how worthless I am and of course the physical and mental abuse the WHOLE pack put me through. Yes, life is great.. well.. now it is. ---- Warning: this story was created by myself when I was in middle school, so whatever that means for you, please read with that in mind. Also, don't be rude - it's unbecoming...

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