Prologue
Seven o'clock, why did my alarm go off at seven o'clock? I grabbed my alarm clock and chucked it across the room where it smashed into the wall. Great, another alarm clock to buy. I got out of bed and routinely walked into my new en-suite bathroom. Actually everything was new since we had just moved in and had got things sorted out with the idiotic furniture company, which had lost all MY furniture, yes that's right, MY furniture.
As soon as I splashed the icy cold water onto my face, I was 'alive.' I got dressed into a pair of skinny jeans and a low cut red top. It was best to give a good first impression. Then I walked downstairs and out the front door before my mum or dad could notice I had a top on that would reveal more than they wanted me to show. If they caught me now they would probably make me get dressed into something 'appropriate' for school, like a long flowery dress that reached down to my ankles or something…UGH!!!I ran to my battered, old truck and jumped in, literally. It spluttered into life and off I went, into the unknown…