Y/N POV: Your mom:I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU GETTING INTO FIGHTS Y/N AREN'T YOU ASHAMED OF YOURSELF.
You:I'm sorry mom
You say as you roll your eyes
Your mom:who you rolling your eyes at because I know damn well it isn't me
You just ignore her and go to your room and slam the door
Well hi,I'm y/n and I live in New York and this is pretty much everyday my dad and mom got a divorce then he left when I was 5 and I miss him,a lot. I get into fights with random people and it's getting normal,like hearing gunshots and screaming is what I sleep to at night ,it's kinda sad but I'm used to it.
I took a towel and went to take a shower and wipe the blood off my body
—————-NEXT MORNING————
Your mom:Y/n pack your bags sweetie your going somewhere
You groan as your mom wakes you up by packing your- WAIT WHAT PACKING MY BAGS WHERE AM I GOING
You:m-mom,where am I going?
Your mom:your going to a new school love
You:why?
Your mom:well.......uh.....it's a......school with uhhhhhhh no learning
A school with no learning,why does she sound nervous,ahaaa say lesss I quickly get up and pack my bags to go
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FIRST CHAPTER YALL,THIS IS MY SECOND BOOK SINCE THE FIRST ONE DID SO GOOD THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT.
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