LiveWhileWe'reYoung
Prologue
"I've told you multiple times, I'm NOT going to college. You can't make me." I yelled at my father. 
"Laura, please. Calm down. You need to do something with your life. You just graduated high school, go out and find a job or something!" he said, and I could tell he was on the verge of begging. 
"No Dad. I'm young. I have my whole life to get a job. Can't I just take a year off and have fun?" I asked, trying to reason with him. Which was not easy. 
"No. You've been having way too much fun lately. You're spiraling out of control. You used to be such a good girl. You had great grades, good friends, and a bright future ahead of you. But now you just barely passed your senior year and you're out every night until 2 am. This needs to stop." He replied sternly. 
"What are you gonna do? Send me to reform school?" 
"No. But you can't stay here. So I'm sending you to live with your Aunt Megan." he responded. 
"You really think that's going to help? You're sending your 'out of control' daughter to go live with her young and fun aunt? What's that going to teach me?" I asked, not sure why he thought it was a good idea. 
"She and I have discussed this, and we both think it's a good idea. She wants to help you get back on track."
"Dad, I never was off track. You can't just make me move. That's totally not fair." I told him. 
"You have to do whatever I say until you're eighteen, which isn't for another month. So you're going to move to London. At the end of this week. That's final." he said, walking out of the house and slamming the door after him. I should be the one walking out. 
This was so not cool. I have not been 'spiraling out of control.' I mean sure, I like to go to parties, and sometimes I drink, but I'm a teenager. It's what we do. 
My name's Laura Anderson, and I'm seventeen years old. But I only have another month until I'm eighteen and can do whatever I want. Which doesn't look like it's going to happen anytime soon. 
I know my dad cares about me and only wants the best for me. But lately he's been so uptight that it's hard to have a real conversation with him. He's been through a lot this year, with my mother's death and all. Which is why I didn't put up that much of a fight with him when he told me I was moving. I just hope he realizes that I'm not going to change. He can send me to Antarctica for all I care, I'm gonna come back to America the same way I left it. 
As a wild child.
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yes, I'm back(: I'm going to try and write this again, thank you to all my followers who left comments for me, i would go and read them whenever I was feeling down.<33 
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