My Normal Life

My Normal Life

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My name is rose, like the beautiful red flower with delicate petals. This is my normal everyday boring life, it sucks ass. I'm sad to say that high school is probably the best thing in my life right now, it's the only place I can hang out with my friends and be me. I wouldn't really consider myself popular, I mean my best friends are well known at school but I guess you could say I'm just that "other" girl. I have never once had a drop of alcohol or had fun and I'm going to make that change by the end of my senior year. Home? Doesn't even feel like it, my parents are probably the most paranoid and strictest parents around, they're something I tell you. So welcome to my boring ass life also known as my normal life. Follow rose through her love life, her struggles, her highs & lows, her high school experiences and last but not least the parties.
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I'm not your regular high school student. I'm a girl who doesn't take shit from anyone. Who has light brown hair and bright green eyes. I wear what I want to and Not what other people want me to. I'm not popular. I wear jeans and a t-shirt everyday. Along with my skate shoes. Vans or converses. Most people take the bus or car I school. I ride my skateboard. I'm me. I don't even live with my real family. I live with my stepsister, stepmom, and adoptive dad. I've never heard or seen my parents. My real ones. My stepsister is a different story than me. She has everything she ever wanted. Friends, popularity, brand name cloths, a boyfriend. Her boyfriend. Man. He's the cutest, most popular guy in school. We're Not friends at all. he doesn't even notice me, even though he's at our house all the time. Either fighting or making out with my stepsister. Will he ever notice me?

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