When i left my home in the country to go live with my dad, i left EVERYTHING behind. I left my heart with my best friend, Kayla and my boyfriend, Dylan. We werent the best group in the town. We always snuck out and went to the woods. I mean we were after all 17 year olds. Before me and Dylan started going out we were Make-Out buddies. Kayla had one named Ron. Dylan had longish black hair, that covered his left eye with green eyes. His lip was pierced and so was one of his ears. Kayla was a blondie with big blue eyes. I had long black hair that covered half of my right eye. Kayla and I wore thick black eye liner. Ron had dark brown hair that was swept over his eyes, that were green.
We were the bad ass group. When a corn feild was on fire or something else, people always thought it was us. And most of the time it was. My mom was finally fed up with me breaking the rules and thought it was best if i went and lived with my dad. My dad was a famous, rich buissness man and lived in the city, 7 hours away from my home. My mom was a natural red head and my dad had black hair. Thankfully i got his hair. I got my mothers everything else.
As the corn fields and the cow farms were gone and were replaced with building after building, i turned my head to look at my dad. I really didnt want to become a part of his new life. The truth is that i was a mistake. I was a one-night-stand baby. When my mom got pregnate she told him and he told her he would be there for her. When i was 6 months old he left, saying he was too young to be a dad and couldnt. My mom was 19 and he was 21. When we came up to a 2 story house that was a light blue, i got out and grabbed my bag. I waited at the front and he told me to go in. I went in and looked around. Nice and clean. "Honey, your home." Said a woman coming out of the kitchen. My dad smiled and walked over to her lifting her up. She turned to me. She looked to be 26,27? She had a nasty frown on. "And whos this?" She said as she circled me looking me up and down. "Sweetie, be nice. This is Gracie." I hated that name! "Call me Alex." "Gracie is on your birth certificet and is what me and your mother named you." "Oh you were still there long enough to name me?" I said with a smirk. "Young ladie! You know what, forget it." "Where's my room?" "Down the hall to the right." "Its on the....first floor?" "Yeah." "Ok. Bye."
When i walked into my room, I frowned. It was so....so plain! It had white walls and my bed was just a bed with white sheets and blankets. I put my head out and said "Am I living in a padded room?" With a chuckle my dad replied. "We can decorate your room this Saturday." "Ok!" I opend my bag to basically nothing. I left almost half of my clothes with Kayla and Dylan. I pulled out a tight Escape The Fate t-shirt that Kayla gave me and a baggy red t-shirt that Dylan gave me off of his back before i left. I smelt it and hugged it. It smelt JUST like him...well i mean it was just on him! Duh! As i layed on "my" bed i fell asleep with both shirts in my arms.
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Romance
Created on 2-5-08
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Story Rating G
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