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INTRODUCTION:
Claire
"Nice party, Claire!" Andre yelled over the music. I grinned and gave him a small hug.
"Thanks for coming!" I yelled back. "Bye Andre!" He nodded and left with a lot of people. I stayed by the door smiling and saying byes. Once the last person was gone, I shut the door and locked it. "Charles! Amanda!" I yelled for my butler and maid. Well, technically they're my parents' servants—I just use them.
They scrambled in wearing black and white outfits that were so ugly. Amanda was a tall middle-aged woman with graying brown hair, small mousy black eyes, and pale fragile skin. Charles was a tall older gentleman with salt and pepper hair, gray eyes, and tanner skin than Amanda's. "Have fun picking up," I said laughing as I ran up the stairs. The entire downstairs, which was 5,400 sq. feet, was trashed.
I entered my gigantic room, which was painted black and purple. I walked into my attached bathroom, which was done in lime green and black zebra print. I stared at my petite figure in the mirror. I look party tired, I thought. My purple zebra print skinny jeans were ripped at the thighs and knees from dancing a lot. My shirt, Oh God my shirt, was ripped and smelt like cigarettes and booze. And I haven't even got to my face yet!
I looked at my face which had green, pink, and black eyeliner running down my cheeks with black mascara. My hair, which was colored mainly black, but had orange, yellow, red, green, pink, platinum blond, and blue highlights in it, was now completely flat and soaked with sweat and booze. I usually had my hair volumized all emo-like, since I was "emo."
I sighed and started the hot water in my shower. I peeled off my clothes and undergarments. When I finally stepped in the shower and soaped up I, finally, stopped smelling like smoke and booze.
I woke up in the afternoon around one. After my long hot shower last night, I passed out on my bed. I had a killer hangover. Damn! I thought when there was a hard firm knock; Dad. "Come in," I said, my voice cracking.
He opened the door and smiled. He was holding a thick orange package letter. "TPU sent a letter back!"
"In Morganville? Damn, I was hoping Norman or Seattle would've accepted me first." I said. TPU, Texas Prairie University, was in Morganville, Texas, which was a long way away from Toledo, Ohio.
"Well remember it's only for two years—"
"—unless I want to stay longer, I finished for him.
"Well, yes, exactly. Well you're leaving tonight 'round five." He said and left.
I was thrilled! TPU wasn't going to be big like NYU, my dream school, but it was going to be my new home. To be away from Toledo, where I was an outcast, was just the thrilling part to me. I decided to live off campus, soon as I got there I'd have to house search—unless it was dark, which it probably would be. I took a second to calculate the mileage. It'd be about 1,000 miles on my count, but I could be wrong. I'd doubt I was wrong, though. My major was going to be in physics. It had been my favorite subject since I graduated. I know it sounds funny—a sixteen year old (almost seventeen!) graduating high school and going to college.
I might've been emo, but I was the smartest teenager ever. Okay maybe I was exaggerating, but I was really smart. "Might as well pack," I told myself aloud.
I packed my whole closet in four gold Gucci suitcases. I had them over filled because the zipper seam was budging. After I had Charles and Amanda take my bags downstairs, I put on the only outfit I had left out. It was a black shirt with a Paramore logo on it and some ripped black-faded-to-white skinny jean. Oh, and of course my first pair of black combat boots.
After I changed, straightened my hair, put my make-up on, which was thick black eyeliner, black eye shadow, red lipstick, and hot pink mascara, it was close to four. I had no real friends because I graduated at sixteen and was always doing college level work while everyone else was struggling with their high school work, so there was no use in going to say good-bye to anyone. The real reason people ever looked or thought or talked to me was either because I was rich or because I had radd parties.
Morganville was going to be a new fresh start for me. No one from Ohio would be there to tell them I'm a complete freak—which I'm not! Sigh…this was going to be fun!
A/N:
I already have Chapter One done in a notebook, but I dont have it on Microsoft Word yet, so it might be a little while before I get chapter one up. I should be getting my laptop this week sometime, so maybe it'll be faster! I hope you enjoyed Claire's Toledo, Ohio time to get to know her before she moved to Morganville.
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