Chapter 1

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  Elizabeth                              
I  don't believe what my mother has told me. He is civilized,mine, and sweet. Is it because you don't like me near him? Or the fact that when he gives me a hug that his hands touch my waist? Is it because his kisses leave me breathless? Or because father is gone?
"Elizabeth get up you lazy piece of crap!" My mother is yelling at me from behind my bedroom door. I sit up and yawn quietly. "I am up mother."I listen to her feet trail down the hall. I get up and look in the mirror.

I play in my dark brown hair and rub my light brown skin. I decide to wear a purple, turtle neck dress with black leggings ,and brown boots. I lay the clothing on my bed and head to the bathroom. "Elizabeth area going to be done soon? "  "Mother I just woke up, please don't rush me. "
I enter the bathroom and shut the door. I really feel like this is a joke why would Ryan go crazy? I feel like living with my mother would drive me crazy. I brush my teeth then hop in the shower. After I get dressed I go to the kitchen and find my mother eating my lunch. "This is pretty good." I sigh and walk out the door and head to Ryan's house.
 

    What a jerk.

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