The Life of Molly

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As I lay on my oh so familiar new Pottery Barn Teen comforter I stare at the oh so familiar revolving ceiling fan. I am trying to convince my self that coming back after spending the summer in Miami was a good idea.

You can’t avoid your problems. That is what my brother Will keeps on telling me.

He’s the only one that knows the truth.

I had a perfect life. The perfect house, the perfect grades, the perfect body, the perfect friends, and the perfect boyfriend.

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As I walk down stairs in my designer pumps, I am greeted with my Mom and Dad waiting for me.

“Wow, I never thought I would see you two in the same room.” I say

“Hey, divorce can’t take away our first day of school tradition.” My mom says, acting as if she doesn’t want to rip dad’s head off and feed it to my dog, Pixie. She hands me our “first day of school tradition” aka smiley face pancakes. I quickly scarf one down, I am late.

“So Molly,” my mom says weirdly cheery, “Arn’t you excited to see all of your friends?”

“Of course! I can hardly wait!” That was my first lie of the day.

“You should be,” my dad says bitterly, “Especially after you left them to go on that extensive shopping trip that I paid for.”

“And I enjoyed every minute of it.” Also a lie. “But I think you owed it to me, you know because you cheated on her and everything.” I say casually as I head nod to my mother.

With that I pick up the keys to my Jeep, and walk out the door.