Independence

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Alessia POV.


"Wake up in the morning, Feelin'  like P.Diddy, Got my Grab my glasses, I'm gonna hit the city..." 


I wake up to my alarm , telling me several things, besides the fact that I need to become a productive human being, is the summer vacation is OVER! In the words of Stephanie Tanner, How rude! Its the first day of my junior year, and can we just applause the fact that I have survived 2 years of high school. Anyway, It is time for me to get ready now that I have showered and have opted for a black v-neck top, black jeans, tan booties and a creme sweater.

 Anyway, It is time for me to get ready now that I have showered and have opted for a black v-neck top, black jeans, tan booties and a creme sweater

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I run downstairs to see my wonderful family... all gone. I assume that my parents went to work early and my wonder older siblings who don't exist (I am an only child) are somewhere in the universe. I grab a banana and begin my journey for prison aka school. Along the way,  I link with my home girls, Jessie and Carrie.

"Yo trick, what it do ma!" Jessie hollas at me.

"Ay yo ma! Let me get your number" Carrie says to me. 

"Bruh chill dudes, you ready for this year?"  I ask/

"Yasss" my girls rely.

 We came up to the school's entrance, I couldn't help but wonder what this year is going  to be like.  I mean junior year seems like the year that could allow me to go to the best college/university or have me stuck in community college. I really hope for the former. Not just for myself, but for my girls as well, there really my only family.

Anyway, enough with the mushy stuff. Its time for my daily prison sentence of 6 hours of torture. But I won't bore you with those details. 

After school, Jessie and Carrie went straight home because they have the strictest parents in the world. I, on the hand, have parents who I wonder sometimes if they remember they have a child. I went to my favorite cafe, Big Cup. I like doing my homework in the cafe. It makes me less alone and allows me to people watch. But I couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes on me. 

Werid.


Josh POV

After my brother fired the fifth assistant, I decided that a cup of tea to cool my nerves. I go to my favorite coffee spot Big Cup. As I enter  the cafe, I feel different, I don't know why. I look around the cafe and then I see her. In the cutest outfit ever with a look of concentration on her face. She looked adorable and then I felt it in my soul, she is the one. she is the little girl we have been waiting for. I can not help myself, I need to hear her voice and talk to her. 

As soon as I got my tea, and went to sit at her table

"May I seat here, princess?" I ask her gently.

She looks up at me and she has these adorable glasses on her face, it made her eyes look bigger then they were. "Ahh, yeah sure, no problem, go ahead, the seats yours, please" she rambles on, adjusting her glasses. 

I take the seat and take a look at her. She looks beautiful in what she is now, but she would look in better in a onesie, with a pacifier in her mouth, with a stuffie in her arms, calling me dada, or baba, or whatever she prefered.

"So what is your name little one?" I asked.

" Allie" she said. "I got to go" she says as she is packing her stuff up.

"Wait, I dont want you to run off just yet, I would like to get to know you. And your full name."

"No my not-always-here-parents at least taught me that I should not converse with a strangers" she sassed at me. If she was my baby girl, she would have gotten a warning smack on her nappy-covered bum.

"My name is Alessia Colemone and I need to go, maybe we will see each again or not" she says and rushes out like the building is on fire.

Ok Alessia, or baby girl as I will soon be calling her, you could run now but you wont be, not for long.


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OOOKK so this is like my first story and I think its good. Constructive criticism is welcome and so is support. So yeah. 

Love. Peace. And Chicken Grease.

ML

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