He looks me in the eyes. "And to think, this all started because of a package of sour strips." He mutters. And with that I smash my lips against his in a heated kiss.
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Anelzee Cruise and her mom moved in with her moms boyfriend, causing her to...
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•A n e l z e e•
"Mom...." I quietly say as I approach her. "Do I have to go to school tomorrow? I don't know anyone and we're a month into the school year." My mother turns to me with a smile on her face.
"I'm sorry honey. But yes, you are going to school tomorrow." I groan and sit at the kitchen table. Moving houses and schools isn't fun. The last school I was in, I got tortured by the popular crowd. It will probably happen again in this school.
"Just think of this as a learning experience." She says, walking over to the table with her coffee cup.
"Mom, it's just a different school. We didn't move to England. I'm pretty sure the education will be the exact same." Still facing my mom, I cross my arms on my side of the table lightly plopping my head on them.
"Well, then think of it as a social learning experience. You need to find some friends." She looks at me with hope in her eyes.
I wasn't one of the popular kids in my last school at all. I had no friends and I was always being judged for the way I looked. I am 95 percent an anti social person. My mom had to deal with me coming home almost everyday and crying into her shoulder. Talking about how they were all mean to me. My mom had even told the school about the bullying. But they didn't do crap.
My mom then found a boyfriend, who after a few months asked my mom and I to move in with him. I'm happy my mom is happy. But now I have to start at a new school. I have to prepare for the worst.
"I'll try mom..." her eyes light up. "But no promises" I finish. She nods in understanding and puts her now empty coffee cup into the sink.
"So where is Damien?" Damien is my moms boyfriend. He is a really sweet guy and he treats me as if I'm his own flesh and blood. Something my dad could never do.
"He is at work. Honey will you do me a favor?" She asks as she starts doing some dishes.
"Sure mom, what is it?" I sit back in my chair and wait for her response.
"Will you go to the store for me? We need a few things for the house" I groan in response. I hate the store. But I love shopping. If that makes any sense at all.
"I know, I know. You don't like going to the store. But I'll let you buy whatever snack you want if you go for me" I instantly hop up and begin putting on my shoes. My mom laughs from in the kitchen. "My keys are on the key rack!" I look over near the door and see a rack full of different sets of keys. I find my moms and walk out to the car after yelling bye to her.
My mom doesn't admit it, but she will take any chance she can to get me to eat more. I started running every single day and I eventually got to the body I have now. The only problem is... when I started running everyday, it consumed me and I forgot to eat sometimes.
Now I am used to eating small portions of food. My mom and I both know that there is only one thing that I will truly eat all of in one sitting. I hop into the car and begin my drive to the closest market.
