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                            Chapter 1
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"Oh fuck me bro, my moms gonna kill me" I groan looking at the mess i've caused

"I mean what can she really do about it?" My friend asks

"She will try and send me to boardi-" I get cut off

"POLICE EVERYONE PUT YOUR HANDS UP NOW"

"Fuck" I sigh and put my hands up

But everyone else runs away

Leaving me

"What is your name?" An officer asks me

"Primrose, Primrose Hart"


















"You're so lucky they did not press charges Rose, do you know the damage you have done? That's it your moving in with Marylou" My mum pulls out her phone

"What?! I don't even fucking know the girl and now i'm moving in with her, are you serious?" I shout

"Yes i am as serious as ever, you can't get away with that" My mum says

"No mom you can't send me off to live with strangers, that i don't know"

"You have no choice Primrose" She walks away from me

"Stop walking away from me" I shout following her

"That's it, we are going to see Dr Turner to see what she has to say" My mum says
















"Get there safe okay" My mum smiles at me

"Please don't make me go" I beg

"Primrose we have talked about this, it's going to be good for you, i promise" She pulls me into a hug

I pull away from it and leave

She seriously thinks that i'm gonna give her a hug after shes sending me all the way to La from New York

Yea fuck no

I also can't believe my friends just left and let me take the fucking blame

I haven't talked to them in a week

They have all been ignoring my messages

Fucking dicks

It wasn't even my fault

I mean it was, but it was also theirs

This plane ride is 41 fucking hours

It's gonna be a painful one















I go down the escalator to see a sign that says

Primrose Hart

It's held up by two people

One girl and one boy

They must be Marylou and Jimmy

I walk over to them

"Hii Primrose?" The girl asks

"Yep" i reply

"It's nice to see you again, i remember when you were just a baby, i'm Marylou and this is Jimmy" She introduces

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