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do own the character Morgan O'Malley. If you would like to use her or any
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The Beginning
*Beep* *Beep* * Beep* *Beep*
"Good Morning N-Y-C!!!"
Richie Rich and the Breakfast Club blared from the alarm clock/radio. She snapped off the alarm and shut out Richie's Top Ten Reasons to Drop Out of School. Next to the radio was a picture of her mother. She was also in the picture. They were on a ski trip and some guy asked to take their picture. They later bought a pack of the pictures from the guy for fifteen dollars. That ski trip was just before.
She didn't want to wake her father. So when she turned off the alarm, she waited five minutes to see if there were any sounds coming from the next room. She didn't want to remember yesterday, when he did wake up with her alarm. The bruise on her arm it still hurt a bit. She went into the kitchen, if you could call it that, and poured a bowl of Kix and milk. She ate quickly and walked into the bathroom, where he took a shower and pulled on some clothes. There was a limited selection of clothing to choose from. There were four pairs of pants and eight shirts, half of them t-shirts. She only had two jackets, which, like the rest of the clothing, she bought herself, because heaven knew her father wouldn't. She pulled on a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and a long, black trench coat.
Morgan looked at herself in the mirror, the short black hair tucked neatly behind her ears.
"Happy Birthday"
A/N- Thanks again!! Sorry this took so long, but I have school (argh!!) The next chapter will be here soon.
The Beginning
*Beep* *Beep* * Beep* *Beep*
"Good Morning N-Y-C!!!"
Richie Rich and the Breakfast Club blared from the alarm clock/radio. She snapped off the alarm and shut out Richie's Top Ten Reasons to Drop Out of School. Next to the radio was a picture of her mother. She was also in the picture. They were on a ski trip and some guy asked to take their picture. They later bought a pack of the pictures from the guy for fifteen dollars. That ski trip was just before.
She didn't want to wake her father. So when she turned off the alarm, she waited five minutes to see if there were any sounds coming from the next room. She didn't want to remember yesterday, when he did wake up with her alarm. The bruise on her arm it still hurt a bit. She went into the kitchen, if you could call it that, and poured a bowl of Kix and milk. She ate quickly and walked into the bathroom, where he took a shower and pulled on some clothes. There was a limited selection of clothing to choose from. There were four pairs of pants and eight shirts, half of them t-shirts. She only had two jackets, which, like the rest of the clothing, she bought herself, because heaven knew her father wouldn't. She pulled on a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and a long, black trench coat.
Morgan looked at herself in the mirror, the short black hair tucked neatly behind her ears.
"Happy Birthday"
A/N- Thanks again!! Sorry this took so long, but I have school (argh!!) The next chapter will be here soon.