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Hi guys soo umm this is my new fanfic.It's a Jake T. Austin fanfic (in case you are wondering :)) Enjoy and also read my other Fanfic called BATTLESCARS (and vote °w°)

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-Dani-

"Dani wake up you are going to be late!" I hear my moms piercing voice coming from downstairs.

"5 more minutes."I groan.

"That's what you said 15 minutes ago now get up." Her voice sounded much closer now. I feel a cold breeze when I noticed my blanket is being pulled off me.

" mooooom", I groaned again, extending the "o".

"Get up! " She said shaking her head

"Okay, okay fine."

I crawl out of bed and went to the bathroom. I start my morning routine of taking a shower, brushing my teeth, and wearing whatever random outfit I come up with.

today I decide on wearing an American flag print crop top with bleached skinny jeans and a pair of boots. I put my hair into a side fishtail braid. I have curves and I'm proud of it.It allows me to look good in some of my outfits. I'm the kind of girl who doesn't give a shit what people think of me. They can go jump off a bridge or something, I don't care.

oh, I forgot to completely introduce myself properly. my name is Dani Yesamine Rodriguez. I'm 18 years old, turning 19 on July 20th. I happen to be a senior at Oak Brook High School. My favorite elective in school is yearbook. I happen to like taking pictures that aren't selfies.

My mom is a nurse who is always on call so she's never really home.My dad..well,my dad is what you might call a druggie. He's in rehab getting better. I know he will because I have faith in him getting better.I have a special notebook where I write letters to him.I used to send them to him and he always replied until a few years ago when hos kept coming less and less frequently which also turned into one or two sentence replies. Since then I didn't find an interest in humming letters anymore,knowing he probably won't even bother to give a decent reply.

Sure,o felt bad about cutting him off but I recovered only years later when I realized that he didn't even try to communicate with me.

Since I'm home alone all the time sometimes I write in my notebook but usually I just do homework or study. Like my mom always says; 'good good grades are the only things that matter.'That speech is usually followed by the 'I work hard so that you can get a good education" speech. I hate that one but not as much as the 'money doesn't grow on trees' speech.I can practically say that speech word for word because I hear it every time I ask for money to go shopping. Moms.I know parents don't like spending money but when it comes to special moments like a dance, picture day,or just a date,my mom has no limits as to how much money she spends.