Music. Music. It's not something we do, its a part of who we are.

If it wasn't for music I would be nothing. Nothing at all. People let me down alot, said I would be no one. Thank to my friends who had my back and supported everything I did. There was Peyton, Kayla, Angela, Natalie and myself. Sure we had other friends but we were all the closest. We all could sing and play instruments. Peyton and Natalie had the strong voices. Kayla Angela and I had the soft voices. For the record we are all 15 years old. How old did you think we were? Dont answer that. But all together we were amazing. Whats a word better than Amazing? I dont know..... Anyways people who were jealous they neglected us. They thought we were some sort of threat to them and thier possy. Watever they can go to hell. They piss me off.
"Addi" Peyton said my irritating nickname.
So my Train of thought ruined. "Yesh?" I say casually
On the inside I was itching to get some music into my system.
"Were going to hang out later wanna come?" She asked
"Sure why not" I answer
You would think with us hanging out would be going to the movies, or shopping. How wrong you would be! Hanging out to us is band practice. Well we werent officially a band but we played pretty good. I did electric guitar, Kayla did piano, Natalie and Peyton were the lead singers, and Angela played the drums. We all sang together. But we played instruments to give it a better effect.

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"I dont care you are NEVER allowed to be in your little band or sing or do anything like that ever agian. You and music are OVER!" My foster mom was screaming at the top of her lungs. Im sick of her bull crap. She cant take music away from me. I had to live in foster care since my mother died. She died of cancer. Tears started streaming down my face, I was NOT going to give this bitch the satisfaction of taking away music away from me.
"FUCK OFF!" I yelled back. I turned an ran to the bathroom. I started sobbing. I hate her, I hate everything. You may think it was a stupid thing to cry over. Like I have said already music is all I have. Without it I AM nothing. She has no fucking right to do this to me.
What makes her think she can stop me? This bitch is gonna hurt.

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"Guess what! Were sending you off to military school." My stepmom said with so much happiness. I knew she would try to pull something like this so I was prepared. How dumb does she think I am? But I was shocked a little bit. Military school? Is that the best she can do? Now time to work my magic.
"Really?" I act happy and excited that I'm being sent to military school. Seems like she' buying it cause her eyes popped the fuck outta her head. How stupid! She belives anything I say. Well most of the time cause I just make it so damn beliveable.

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She was really serious about the military school crap. But watever Imma sneak the hell out and come back. Oh! I should come back like after an hour. She will be so fucking surprised! She isn't getting rid of me that easy. No one is going to get rid of me. Not now, not ever. She just wants my money. Did I mention that I am filthy fucking rich? Well my mom was a really rich lawyer and before she died she wrote a will. A will that said if she dies wel she knew she was going to die. It said that everything would go to me no matter what. So my foster mom has been trying to make me look bad so she can get it. It as in my money. I cant live like this for the rest of my life I just cant it hurts to much to deal with the pain. Weeks past and she still hasnt sent me away. I dont think she forgot I just think that she wants to wait till she really gets me off guard. Hopefully she doesnt. Otherwise its not going to be pretty. I forgot to mention alot! So I am going to give a little introduction.

Kayla : Sweet, funny, smart, pretty and if you push her over the edge she will beat your ass.

Natalie: Pretty musch the same as kayla ^

Peyton: Weird,crazy, weird, then the same as Kayla and Natalie.

Angela: Hilarious, weird, random, random, and random, Then the same as the rest.

Me: I think Im just the same as the rest of them I just have some more uniqueness. I can be a total bitch though. And evil and also devious. Thats the great thing.

I think thats all you need to know for now. Theres more but you dont need to know that now.

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Im not very good at introductions. Which is stupid. Ohh! I also forgot to mention the guy that Im totally in love with. Well not toally. Im not going to say his name but I really like him. I cant even admit it to my friends. If I did I have no idea how the hell they would respond. Sometimes you cant just tell your friends anything. I have complete trust in all of my friends but you never know which one might be two-faced. Im kidding I know they would never be two-faced. But since I brought up the topic of someone being "two-faced" I might as well talk about it. I dont like two-faced bitches. One second thier all buddy-buddy with you and then the next thier talking crap right behind your back. Literally. What the hell is up with that? Can people just stay truthful and not lie and be two-faced? I guess not. That pisses me off. But less about me and more about my band. We dont have a name yet but I'm pretty sure the band's name is going to be kickass! Well not that the name is actually going to BE kickass. Like as in the name is going to be totally kickass. I just confused myself......... I'm still confused. Anyways I have been having this weird feelin in my gut. Ever since I started getting noticed for being in a band. A couple guys been starts to hang with me and I guess that starting liking me. And I might be feeling something for one of them. He's the one that I cant tell my friends about. Were not even dating it is just that I have better things to focus on than being in love or watever. But when Im close to him its like I cant breathe. I get all nervous. Usually I dont get nervous at all. I dont understand now all of a sudden I am nervous. but something that i really hate about guys is that they try to show off and they think boys are better then girls.But when I met him he was like no other boy you can think of he was gentle, nice and not showing off like other boys it was like my destiny to meet him. I sound so cliche. I havent been in love before.... And I think I love him. No I have better things to do I cant be thinking about him. The way he smiles, how sweet he was when we first met. And the way when he gets nervous. Enough about him.I still couldnt get him out my head it was like he stayed in my head permanently. I took out my phone and checked if there was any messages I had one new message I clicked veiw and it read:
meet us at the mall, from Peyton.

I wonder what she has planned for us now. This is going to be hell!

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