The Playgirl

The Playgirl

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Stephanie Ella -Rose Edwards. That's my name. Taking notes? You should, 'cause my life is very confusing. I'm the Daughter of Blair Edwards. Yeah, the fashion model. Didn't know she had a daughter? She acts like she doesn't. Actually, she has 4. Daughters, that is. She also has one son. Anyways, They've all graduated and headed off for Harvard, except for Spencer, my one and only brother. Upon first glance, many people say I look perfect. I did inherit my mothers looks... but, after that, it all goes downhill. With my 'rude' tendencies, and 'slutty' ways and lack of manners, and what not. Most girls of with my level of importance would have the 'perfect' boyfriend. You know, the one with the perfect grades, perfect car, perfect spot as captain of the football team. Well, you see, I wasn't exactly taught how to be in a relationship. Seeing as how my mother is with another man every other night... that is, when she's not on some photo shoot thingy. Any-who, my mother taught me everything I know. When she's done playing with one of her boy toys, she'd start out with a sob story about how she was just getting out of a relationship. Then she'd move on to the apology about why she shouldn't have used them like that, and open up a fresh can of tears. Then, to seal the deal, she'd give them a peck on the cheek. Fool proof... 99% of the time. I'm getting off topic! What I'm trying to say, is that I've had to break a lot of hearts(And am blaming it on my mother!). Trust me though, I am no slut. You can just call me... The Play Girl.
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Book 2 of the "used to be" series, Abby was used to her mother's erratic behavior growing up. Her sister took most of the blunt when it came to it, but then her sister leaves for college, and now it's all on her shoulders to take care of her mother. Yeah her sister sends money to make sure the lights stay on and that they're both eating, but it's not the same as when she was there. Sometimes her mother goes on her med, but most the time she can't get her to take them. It's a lot to handle for one sixteen year old, but she would never tell anyone that she needs help, she wouldn't know what might happen if she did. Then, as if she had wished on a star, her father show's up to save the day, or at least that's what he's acting like he's doing. She hadn't seen him since she was six and her mom had loaded her and her sister up into the car and drove off in the middle of the night, leaving nothing behind but a not saying "don't follow me" Now she has to adjust to new siblings and a life so much different then she ever knew and on top of that, she's in love with her best friend and feels like all she does is mess things up when it comes to them. .... I lock my jaw, crossing my arms and looking away, I know she's right, but I don't want to admit it. I look back at her, "Then what, I'm supposed to go live with you in your apartment three hours away, all my friends are here, and you have a life of your own, you don't need to be taking care of a teenager." The expression still on her face, "That's not what I was suggesting, I would take you in a heartbeat, but there's another option." My anger slightly fading as I look at her, confused on what her "other option" could be. "What are you talking about?" She looks at me, her face softening a bit, "Dad-"

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