My Little Piece of Heaven
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Hi, my name is Dustin May Spencer. I go by either Dusti or May. I am 15 and I have just moved here to Huntington Beach, California. My parents divorced six months ago and my mom has full custody of me. She decided it would be best for us if we went from Montana to California for a new start. I've always wanted to move to California but, I expected it to be with one of my friends, not with my mom.
I've never been a perfect child. I would sneak out sometimes, yell at my parents(mostly my dad), and I cuss like a sailor. I was never 'daddy's little princess. I haven't ever got an A in a school class. I have got into fights at school, nothing too major though. I have a small tattoo that my mom doesn't like, a small bird on my left hip. I also have quite a few piercings; snake bites, industrials on both ears, and up to my third on my regular lobe.
Anyways, we just bought this pretty decent sized house, and we are moving out stuff into it. Well, my mom is, I'm kind of sitting on the porch listening to music.
"Dustin, put that music down, get your ass up, and help me!" mom demanded.
I groaned as I stood up, "Fine."
I walked over to the truck and pulled out a box of mine, "Holy shit! I have a shiton of stuff!" I yelled, stacking another box on top of the first one I grabbed.
"Yes, It's because I took in all the stuff that wasn't yours. You need to bring all of your stuff to your room and put it away," mom explained.
"I know, I know," I grumbled as I walked into the house and up the stairs.
I kicked open the door that was to my room. It was huge, walk-in closet, my own bathroom, and a balcony that overlooks the ocean. This is going to be a good life from now on.
~Two hours later~
We finished unpacking most of our stuff and went out for dinner.
"So, Dusti, you start school in two days, are you excited?" Mom asked as we pulled into the Taco Bell parking lot.
"You're asking if I'm excited for school? The girl who has fallen asleep in almost every class for the past two months." I retorted, chuckling a little.
"Dustin," mom started. "You need to start paying attention to school, you never know when you are going to need this information."
"Mom, I told you this, I'm going to be a tattoo artist when I move out and get my own job."
"I don't think you will get far with that, I just want to make sure you get a good start in life."
I was going to say something but, the lady at the counter interrupted me, "Hey there! What can I get for you guys?" She chirped annoyingly.
"Three regular tacos and a small drink, please," I stated.
"Alright," she handed me a cup. "And you?"
"Oh, just one regular taco and a small drink."
She handed mom a cup and told us our total. Mom paid and we went to get our drinks and find a table to sit at.
We ate our food and headed out.
"Do you want to go to a store to find some California clothes?" mom asked as we pulled out of the parking lot.
"Maybe tomorrow, I'm tired and I want sleep."
"Okay, well then we'll go home."
We got home and I went straight for my room and jumped on my bed.
Not long after I had hit my bed, did I fall asleep for the night.
I've never been a perfect child. I would sneak out sometimes, yell at my parents(mostly my dad), and I cuss like a sailor. I was never 'daddy's little princess. I haven't ever got an A in a school class. I have got into fights at school, nothing too major though. I have a small tattoo that my mom doesn't like, a small bird on my left hip. I also have quite a few piercings; snake bites, industrials on both ears, and up to my third on my regular lobe.
Anyways, we just bought this pretty decent sized house, and we are moving out stuff into it. Well, my mom is, I'm kind of sitting on the porch listening to music.
"Dustin, put that music down, get your ass up, and help me!" mom demanded.
I groaned as I stood up, "Fine."
I walked over to the truck and pulled out a box of mine, "Holy shit! I have a shiton of stuff!" I yelled, stacking another box on top of the first one I grabbed.
"Yes, It's because I took in all the stuff that wasn't yours. You need to bring all of your stuff to your room and put it away," mom explained.
"I know, I know," I grumbled as I walked into the house and up the stairs.
I kicked open the door that was to my room. It was huge, walk-in closet, my own bathroom, and a balcony that overlooks the ocean. This is going to be a good life from now on.
~Two hours later~
We finished unpacking most of our stuff and went out for dinner.
"So, Dusti, you start school in two days, are you excited?" Mom asked as we pulled into the Taco Bell parking lot.
"You're asking if I'm excited for school? The girl who has fallen asleep in almost every class for the past two months." I retorted, chuckling a little.
"Dustin," mom started. "You need to start paying attention to school, you never know when you are going to need this information."
"Mom, I told you this, I'm going to be a tattoo artist when I move out and get my own job."
"I don't think you will get far with that, I just want to make sure you get a good start in life."
I was going to say something but, the lady at the counter interrupted me, "Hey there! What can I get for you guys?" She chirped annoyingly.
"Three regular tacos and a small drink, please," I stated.
"Alright," she handed me a cup. "And you?"
"Oh, just one regular taco and a small drink."
She handed mom a cup and told us our total. Mom paid and we went to get our drinks and find a table to sit at.
We ate our food and headed out.
"Do you want to go to a store to find some California clothes?" mom asked as we pulled out of the parking lot.
"Maybe tomorrow, I'm tired and I want sleep."
"Okay, well then we'll go home."
We got home and I went straight for my room and jumped on my bed.
Not long after I had hit my bed, did I fall asleep for the night.
Notes
so,,, what do you think?Avenged will be in the next chapter
I PROMISE
lots of love to y'all
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1/21/14