Chapter 1~Lost And Found

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 " I never thought I would ever find Something so assured but so fine I fantasized that you come around Focusing  your dreams turn to reality So tell me how am I ever gonna find love in you
If I do not even know what I want from you Cause we both want different things Why can't this be one common thing I never thought I would ever find Something so assured but so fine"

Jorja Smith   

Being a British ,Mulatto, 15 year old girl is hard being that you deal with Racism, Puberty, Boys, High School, and for me my family.I lived with my mother cause at the time my father left when I was 12. I mean who could blame him a nice pretty model don't just ask for your number everyday. And plus my mom she's so insecure to the point were i would no be able to fix her or help her. It felt like he was gone for years but it was only the summer,That summer turned into a year. He missed my social, My graduation, My first day of highschool, and the last day of highschool imagine your father not being there the whole step of the way not telling you to stay away from boys especially seniors and to be safe not letting no one tel you what to do except the teachers but nope he wasn't there at all which basically messed up my whole life my freshman year was a whole flop. I literally hated my freshman year and I will hate it for the rest of my life 


I live in the best-worst place in the world, The UK I live I know you think oh the UK which means Paris and shopping and chocolate and accents well that is not my life, I live in a little part in the UK called "West Midlands" I live in a place called "Walsall" on " Allens Lane" I know I lost you but one fun fact about this place is this is the same hometown Jorja Smith is from.

Who is Jorja Smith?, She is literally the only one that gets me, Her songs are literally the answers to all of my dreadful problems that every time i ask my mom to help she ends up crying cause she's crying about how she could've changed how she did something,But Jorja helps me with everything she help me get back to myself and she helps me cope and she helps me end all problems in my entire life, I love her and I hope one day ill meet her and be able to tell her how she helped me so much to the point where i can call her my mentor 

My Name is the worst name in the world and every time you say it, It reminds you of Jorja Smith, Possibly my name is Georja Bails-Swift, I always tell my mom i hate my name but then she gets into a long story of how she came up with the name, My name is two names combined the G.E.O.R is from my fathers name George and the J.A is from my Grandmothers name LiJa its pronounced Lee-Ja and my last name bails is from my great great great great grandmother who is on my father side who got her last name from a slave that she help "At That Time" and swift is from my moms mother last name which is a last name that her mom made up cause she didnt want her to use he last name as a way to find out who her parents where since they put her up for adoption which let my moms mother put her up for adoption which is how my mom ended up in London( she lived in the US) at the age of 15 and she was in a normal family living a normal life until she met my father and got pregnant with me and then they kicked her out and the story goes on and on and trust me its not much of pretty story.*Long Sigh*

That the end of this part I guess~Georja Swift








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