Just My Sometimes Stupid Luck
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  • Reads 7,325
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  • Parts 19
  • Time 3h 16m
Ongoing, First published Aug 13, 2012
After my mom died, I had lost the one person that accepted and knew everything about me. I was forced to move in with my dad, who really isn't much of a dad to begin with. I started to be a 'bad kid' in his eyes and so now I'm attending a boarding school.. In England. And if that isn't bad enough, I'm starting in the middle of the semester. So now I have to deal with British Jerks and British Bitches, Hook-Ups, Break-Ups, Loss, Love, Hate, Lust, and Death. A new school, new classes, new friends, new enemies, new love interests, new everything. A whole new life.  But what happens when pieces of my past come back to haunt my present? And what happens when pieces of my present come to haunt my past? [SLOW UPDATES BECAUSE OF SCHOOL&&LIFE]
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?