101 Wishes

Introduction

I'm not a bad guy. That's just what everybody says.

Okay, so I've stolen from a few stores here and there and have gotten into plenty of fights. Oh, and there was that one time that I lit that train station on fire with my cigarette butt.

Not pretty.

But I'm not a bad guy, I just do bad things. I don't know why.

My counselor, or rather my parents' counselor (because let's be real, I never take those overly optimistic, sappy women seriously, so I never get anything out of the visits like my parents do), says I had something in my past that led to all of this.

Essentially, she's blaming my parents.

They didn't do anything though.

My mom is a travel agent for some crappy vacation business that I know nothing about, nor do I care to know about. As long as we're making big bucks, I don't give a rat's ass where it comes from. She's good at what she does and is home around 4:00 every night, so she's there, and she cares.

My dad is a salt and pepper, run-of-the-mill white dad who works along side the CEO of CVS (say that 5 times fast).

Yeah I'd say I'm pretty well off. I just don't have an explanation for why I do what I do. It's in my nature to be bad, I guess.

I like the attention. It fuels me and makes me feel like I have done something different, something crazy. Something people don't do and give me a shocked look for. I thrive off it. Is that weird?

Possibly.

But I'm not looking to hurt anyone, but I like the thrill of doing something crazy. And apparently misbehaving is insane, so I live for it.

My name is Jip.

It's short for Jeremiah, but only a select few have the privilege of calling me that.

I live in Tampa, Florida and have since as long as I can remember.

Ever been to Tampa? It's cool. I live in a big, white-marbled house, just along Bayshore.

There's little I can say that I love in this world. But Tampa is one of them. It's home. And it's where I met Lucy. I never would have met her if it wasn't for Mr. Reede.

That old, gray haired man that I thought I could take advantage of was smarter than I thought, and taught me some stuff. Some stuff I never thought I could learn.

I learned it the hard way though. Lucy is everything. She's my everything.

Chirp, chirp.

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Heyyyy what's good??
My name is Anna & this is my first story on wattpad!
I have not really come up wth the whole story line yet, but I'm working on it.
School is stressful, so if you're at all interested in this story, my apologies if it isn't going to be a lot of chapters at once (ugh I'm so horrible).
Okay nice talk, I hope you liked it so far.