Blue Hair and Bruised Knees
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?
