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"Clarissia Alice York get yourself down here"
Shit. You could always tell you were in trouble when your parents used your full name.
I sighed and roared down the stairs.

"Young lady explain yourself" my mum held up my lighter.
"i'm looking after it for a friend" I lied. I had become an expert in lying. i did it so often.

Brendon always said i sucked at lying.
If he could see me now. IF that's the key word. He is far to busy having gay fucking sex with Pete Wentz.- After all he owed all the fame and fortune to him.
Nothing to me.
Nothing to one who made ryan post the fucking songs
no it was all down to that man slag.

______________Back In Room________________________

GOODCHARLOTTELOVER: You gotta come 2nite we gt pot :]
xMYSTICxDREAMSx: gr8 i'll b dere ily

I smiled. My life was so good now always a laugh. Never anything to serious. The total opposite of the person i was once.

I was a user. A pisshead.
I had no one to stay clean for.

"Classie come down here" Great. What did the tyranyt want now?
I truged down the stairs hoping she hadn't found me coke
and that no one was with her.
I looked a mess.
I was wearing a Paramore top and some nike shorts with my light brown hair tighed back in a lose bun.

"Claz?"


"Brendon?"


A/N: Mini cliff hanger there.
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The next chapter is going to be longer than the worlds tallest man
so get ready for it
It is really long and i haven't i finished yet
I shall post it tommorow
if i get enough reviews that is