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    AM I YOUR FIRST OR YOUR FOEVER? – (Chapter: the firstday of the rest of are lives)

    Spencer POV

    So I move from my WONDERFUL life in Ohio, to move too lame L.A, because my mom gets paid more, ’Go figure’…  So it’s my brother Clay who’s adopted & black, he should be the older brother because he’s so smart! And caring, & I wouldn’t trade him for anybody in the WORLD! & Glen my older brother he’s an Ass sometime he should be my younger brother & of course my Mom & Dad

                            AT THE NEW HOUSE

    "Spencer! Make sure you unpack all your stuff before school tomorrow"
    Spencer’s mom Paula shouted.

    "Okay MOM!" I yell back irritated, from upstairs in my New (unfortunate) room, where my mom is down stairs with my dad and Clay

    I get done packing… and I take a seat on my comfy bed then I fall back, laying with my arms spread out across the bed, I find myself drifting off into a deep thought about school & if there’s going be any HOT guys!! Just so much stuff…

    Somebody Knock’s on spencers door

    "Who is it?" Spencer calls out unsure of whom it could be

    "it’s your Dad" Arthur her father says as his face is pushed up against the door crack. Hoping Spencer will open the door.

    I sit up on my bed… “Come in" I say in a low unhappy voice, but I’m hoping he doesn’t notice

    "How’s my princess?" he says with a smile and a frown with care in his eyes, and he walks over to the bed and sits next to me and gives me a big HUG and a kiss on the head “you know we love you? And this whole moving thing is best for your mom… She just wants the best for the family" he reply’s with a smile

    " I know dad, and I’m okay" I look at him with a smile hoping he can’t tell I’m lying, through my teeth and I hate that we moved and I know I’m going to cry myself to sleep tonight

    He looked at me knowing I was lying " you know you can tell me princess." He stated without looking for an answer from me, he knew I wasn’t in the mood for a long conversation " ok sweet pea, I got to help your mom downstairs you know she’s probably having a fit" he laughs and walks out the room.

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