Gaga is the New Black

A/N: The title has nothing to do with the actual story, I just coudln't think of anything. It was originally going to be 'Will You Be My Bubble Gum'( for reasons that you will find out in the story), but that sounded totally inappropriate. But if any of you like the original name better, I'll change it.

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Chapter 1

I jumped on my bed and grabbed the remote for my CD player. The CD in was some random CD that I had told my dad to make for me. It had Britteny Spears, Maroon 5, Cold Play, and so much more! It was currently playing 'I wanna Go-Brittney Spears'. I looked around the room and spotted a pink bag on my desk.

"Yay! Dad got me more bubble gum!" I exclaimed to no one.

I heard beeping coming from outside. I let my curiosity get the better of me as I looked out my bedroom window. I spotted the source of the beeping and was surprised as to what I found.

Moving Trucks.

"Mom, what's going on outside?" I yelled down the stairs.

"New neighbours!" She said as she walked out the door.

I popped a piece of bubble gum in my mouth and left the house, zipping up my hoodie.

"Hello, we live just next door! I'm Tanya." My mother said to a woman while smiling.

"Mom, what's going on?" I asked again.

"Kelly, come here and meet our new neighbours!" My mom said.

"Hello! I'm Mary Johnson! I have a son about your age!" She said to me.

"Well, why don't we go find him?" Mom suggested.

"No, don't bother. TREVOR!" She said.

"What mom?" Said the most beautiful black haired boy. He caught me staring at him and I looked away blushing.

"Come meet our new neighbours!" Mrs. Johnson said.

"No, It's okay. I have homework I really need to do!" I said trying to get out of this.

"Nonsense! You told me you didn't have any homework! You're staying here!" My mother said sternly.

"Kelly, this is my son Trevor." Mrs. Johnson said. At that point I chose to pop a huge bubble which made my mom jump.

"Kelly! How many times have I told you that you will get cavities?" She scolded me.

"I think her addiction to gum is adroable!" Trevor said.

"It's bubble gum." I said quietly.

"Honey, go get ready for school! It's almost 6:45!" My mom said looking at her watch.

"Um, Kelly?" Mrs. Johnson said.

"Yes, Mrs. Johnson?" I said.

"Would you mind taking Trevor to school? He doesn't have a car yet!" She said.

"Of course no!" I replied politely.

When I turned around I ran a stressful hand through my hair.

As I was walking back to my house I heard a voice calling me. "Kelly! Wait up!" Trevor said.

"What?" I snapped.

"Jeesh! Someone's in a snappy mood!" He said.

"What do you want?" I said.

"Nothing, just that your wrist is bleeding!" He said. I looked down and one of the slice marks on my wrist was bleeding.

"Oh, it's nothing, probably just...fell. Yeah, that's it, I fell." I said unsure of myself.

"Um, Okay?" He said.

"How'd you know that I had an addiction to bubble gum?" I questioned randomly.

"You've got gum on your glasses! And besides that was a huge bubble." He said.

"Whatever! Just let me go inside nad get ready so we can leave!" I said.

He nodded his head.

Once I was inside I grabbed a new shirt and put the bloody one in the laundry basket. No one in my family cared if I walked around in a bra and short shorts so I did. I walked to my bathroom and stripped off the remaining clothes, getting in the shower. Once I was in the shower and the bleeding had stopped I pulled out my razor. I brought it to my wrist and sliced down on it. Cutting myself had become part of my morning routine. None of my other 11 siblings cared, mainly because I was the second oldest kid in the house, seeing as three of my brothers had left for college already.

"Hey, Kelly, are you done in there yet?" Demitri's voice called out.

"Almost!" I called out. I waited for the bleeding to stop again before getting out and drying myself out.

Demitri and I shared a bedroom and a bathroom even though he was my brother. He was only a few months older than me. I was the only original Skyes, besides my mom and dad. After I was born, my parents were told that they couldn't have anymore kids. Of course them, being the dreamers they are, went to the local adoption agency and went a little over board on the adopting.