Status: Finished

Unus Amor

Chapter One

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy.

Ugh, shut up Ke$ha, when you wake up the sun is setting. It’s 4 in the fucking morning and I am about to cry. I slam the off button on my iHome.

My fam and I are going on a cruise to the Bahamas, but we have a 6 o’clock flight.

I am a seventeen year old girl who needs her sleep!!! Oh god, I look in the mirror and see my shoulder length brown hair is spouting in 20 directions. I pick up my brush to try to control the curls, but just like Miley Cyrus, they ‘can’t be tamed’.

Shower time!!! The scorching water felt great, it gave me some what of a reason to even live. Dramatic much, yeah. After rinsing and repeating, I dry off and grab my bags. The airport is half an hour away, so we have to leave now.

“Sean, grab your bags, it’s on” I said quoting South West airlines little jingle.

“I’m coming, God!” Sean is thirteen and full of teen angst. He would give Secret Life a run for their money.

We all hop into the ’98 Swagger Wagon and are on our way.
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