My Life:
It started out like any other Friday morning in Texas. I lived in Dallas, Texas, my dad, a Texas Ranger and my mom, an Assistant District Attorney. I had moved there with my 12-year-old sister, who passed away one year ago from Leukemia. We used to live in Houston with our real dad until he was murdered in front of my face. I'm 17-years-old now and have been living with Walker and Alex for 3 long years. I've made many friends. I was going to my friend CeCe's house for her birthday party after school that afternoon. I was getting straight "A's" and was a perfect student, daughter and friend.
I had recently started going out with one of the punk guys that hung at our school. They had a gang going but it wasn't like a real gang. It was more of a bunch of guys and girls getting together whenever and hanging out at each others houses, clubs, and arcades.