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I shove the last box into the car, hoping it will fit.
"Come on. Come on," I said. And finally it slides in there. I sigh of relief. I walk back towards my house to say my last goodbyes to my mom.
Well, at least until Christmas.
I can't believe I actually got into the school.
And I'm not just talking about any school. I'm talking about the school.
A.L.F.A University. Stands for Axell Lipton's Foundation of the Arts. You have to be absolutely amazing to get in. And not to brag but I'm the only one in my class who got in. I would have been the only one in my high school but my annoying twin brother Dylan got in as well.
Apparently, he's really great at smiling and looking good.
Just kidding. He is an amazing musician. He can practically do anything, music wise. I, on the other hand can only sing. But I'm good at it.
When I was little, I use to sing everywhere I went. At the mall, in the doctors office, at restaurants. You name it. My grammie used to tell me that I can do anything if I set my mind to it. That's what I did and now we're going to drive from Ohio all the way to L.A to go to my dream school.
As I open the door I can hear my mother sobbing.
"I can't believe my two babies are finally going off and doing their stuff on their own. Make sure you guys call me every night before you go to bed and tell me about your day."
"We will Mom. I promise." I heard Dylan say.
"Be sure to look out for your sister Dylan. You know how she gets." I heard my father say.
"What's that's suppose to mean Walter." I said walking in the room. I saw my father squirm when I said his first name.
He doesn't deserve to be called dad. Not after the hell he put me through.
Silence entered the room.
Unbelievable. I didn't even leave yet and they already don't trust me.
"I think she'll be just fine Walter. She has been doing really good these past few weeks." my mom said giving me a cheeky smile.
I returned the smile back and gave her the biggest hug in the world. I really am going to miss her. My dad on the other hand, can fall down a hole and stay there.
"I'm just saying that she might fall off the wagon and Dylan, you need to be there if she does." My father said sternly.
I turned around and glared at him.
"You want me to fall of the wagon so you can tell everyone how much of a mistake I am. How much you never really claimed me. But guess what Walter? You don't have to worry about that because I will NOT do anything stupid. Because if I did, that would be pleasing you. And I'm am never going to do that," I turned to my mother.
"I will miss you so much. I'll call you and text you everyday." I said giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll miss you too hailey wailey," she says back.
I cringe. I absolutely HATE that name.
"Mom please STOP calling me that," I whine, giving her one more hug. "I love you." I whispered.
"Love you more," she whispers back.
I turn to my father.
And stick I the middle finger up.
"Hailey!" My mother scowls.
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"Are we there yet?" I asked for the 5765926321th time.
"Hailey, I already told you that answer 3 minutes ago," Dylan groaned. "Please stop asking me. We still got 5 more hours to go."
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JugendliteraturI took the cigarette out of his mouth and stepped on it. Blake grunted and brought the bottle up to his lips. "No," I said reaching for it but he pulled away. "Leave me alone," he mumbled and started to walk away. I pushed him back on to the wall...
