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    St. Joeseph’s Private School – (Chapter: Introduction)

    St. Joseph’s, one of the best private schools in New York State and second home to the richest, smartest and most athletic kids in Staten Island, well except for me. For me, it’s hell. I, Ashley Davies, am gay and with that label, I am known as an outcast. The day I came out, was the day I became invisible to my cheerleader friends, jock boyfriend, lawyer father and talk show host mother, hell even the chess club ignored me.But guess what, I don’t give a fuck. I can give a rat’s ass about any of it.

    Who am I to complain though, I still have my Ferrari, my credit card and everything else I want. Really, who needs friends and family when you can have anything else. My shrink says emotions are the key to happiness, but I say it’s bullshit. Whoever gave that lady a licence is sure as hell a fool. I don’t even know why I need a therapist when I could talk to Kyla, my sister; she’s the only friend I got.
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    St. Joseph’s, one of the best private school’s in New York state and second home to the richest, smartest and most athletic kids in Staten Island, well except for me. My home is in Ohio, not in New York. I understand why we had to move though, daddy’s job made him. I know he didn’t want to make us leave that’s why he offered to let me stay in Uncle John’s and I would of too, if it wasn’t for my mother. I’m not one to be mean, but yes she is a bitch. The only reason she married my father is for his money anyway, Glen and me were just a flaw in her little plan. I don’t care though.

    Glen loves her, but Clay and I see her true colors. Clay is our adopted brother, he wouldn’t even be here if daddy didn’t want him. The wicked witch of the east treats him like he doesn’t even exist sometimes all she cares about is Glen. I mean a charming star athlete is something to be proud of but he doesn’t have any brains like Clay. I really hope he was switched at birth.

    My dad is a lawyer, his father was in business with the guy that opened Cedar Park, one of the best amusement parks in America. So basically,he doesn’t need to work, but one thing about daddy is that he likes making his own money, one thing I respect. He’s the one person I trust, other then Clay. I love my family a lot, and I love my life; well the one in Ohio anyways. I had a lot of friends, guys liked me and I was a cheerleader. But again, that was Ohio, not St. Joseph’s. 

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