Black or Blonde?
first story ever!!!! hope its good...
I am on my way to California. The worst place for a person like me. I am, at the moment, wearing complete black, and have a switch blade in my back pocket. My hair is black, originally brown, and have emerald green eyes.
My name is Victoria Balmer, age 15, cutter, with recently divorced parents, and, as I said before, moving to California with the peppiest person alive, my mother. Going to be fun right? Wrong.
We arrived at our new home about noon. It was huge. We walked in the house to find 6 bedrooms and three bedrooms. I walked down to the basement, which would be my bedroom, and put my stuff where it needed to be. Walking to my bathroom, I realized every thing is black. Hm, Mom has been paying attention, I thought bitterly, took her long enough. But everything is perfect, so i gotta give her credit.
Looking around, it looks like my own apartment. It has a den, a kitchenette, complete with a mini-fridge and microwave. It also has a huge TV in the den.
Getting bored, I thought, hey, how about I go pick out some clothes for school tomorrow. So that's exactly what I did. I set out a black long-sleeve and some black skinny jeans, and went to bed.