I am Adienne. Adienne Marie Rossie Jones. Everyone calls me Addie or Adnie because no one can care to remember my full name.
This summer, I made a huge move from Nacogdoches, Texas to L.A. Huge difference. L.A is so much bigger. More buildimgs, more businesses, more people. My accent is light, but still noticeable. Back home, I was homeschooled. There wasn't enough kids to make an actual school. So I didn't know how to read or even say the ABCs until I was 12. My parents were really uneducated. And now I am too.
I can't even look up without getting an anxiety attack from all the people. In my home town, it was so small you literally knew everything about everybody. How many kids they have, how many pets they have, their full name, everything. Shoot, when there was a funeral, THE ENTIRE TOWN would be invited because the person was close with literally everyone. This is a huge jump.
My father was offered a promotion here and of course he excepted. I lost all my friends and I can only communicate using my phone with them. This sucks.
Tomorrow, I start a whole new life. With all new people. In a brand new school. And to make matters worse, I've never gone to school! But I still have to go.
Hmph...i hate my life...
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Hope
Teen FictionI can not sing. At all. Some might say I am better at rapping then singing. But when I sing, i am defiantly an alto. I mean, I can hit some high notes, but not that well. It's my first year here in L.A.. I have never been anywhere outside of Texas...
