This is based on things that my friends and I do when we're bored in band class and a project in economics class. Plus some things I added so it's not confusing to those of you who don't know my friends. Just to let you know, Zoey and McKenna are the same person in real life, separating them just makes it easier.
Twenty-three years ago, my parents Emily and T.j. had a fling. They were dating, and they had me, Abby. They loved each other, bla bla bla; they were going to get married. Then, there was this huge argument. It was something about T.j. not having a job, and Emily not wanting to live in a cardboard box on the side of the street. I don't really remember, I was only three. Then they broke up and I started living with my mom.
After a few years of living alone, mom got a girlfriend. That’s right, girlfriend. I'm totally ok with that, and Zoey's great, even if she is a little crazy. I just missed my dad. Zoey was really funny. She was cute, blond, and had blue eyes she was convinced were gray. Then they got married. We all lived happily in our little trailer for thirteen years until I moved to go to college. I was going to be a nurse, even if we barely had the money to put me through.
While I was away, mom and Zoey got a divorce. Mom said Zoey was a nut job. There was this huge custody battle. While I was mourning the loss of my two moms’, I found out Emily was dating again. And Guess who. That’s right, T.j. Apparently they wanted to give it another try. I was furious. I was so mad at my dad. Not even a birthday card, for thirteen years! My mom called me and begged me to give him another chance, but I refused. I finished college without the money he offered, and became a nurse.
One day, I met Carter. We bought coffee, switched our cups and gave each other napkins with our phone numbers on it. The normal way you deal with meeting a hot guy at starbucks. He was my first boyfriend, I mean, come on you can't bring a boy to my chaos of a home. On our six month anniversary, he proposed, and I said yes. He managed to get us a home. It was small, but we moved in right away. We eloped, because figuring out who would give me away would become world war three.
Carter was a cashier at the local supermarket. He went to school to be a teacher, but with the recession nobody would hire him. When my rich great aunt Beatrice passed away, she left us a house, a big one. Before we could move in, I became pregnant. Nine months later, Baby Elise was born. Her eyes were big and Hazel like mine and her Hair was pale blond like Carter's. We could finally move into Beatrice's house. Carter painted the nursery while I ventured into the land of no return. Deciding which mom would be my nanny. Eventually I decided that it would be Emily, because Zoey was too unstable with all her bad habits.
So Emily moved into our giant of a house and became Elise's child care while we were at work. Zoey claimed she would never speak to me again, but called two weeks later asking for money. I met McKenna, my best friend, the same way I met Carter, minus the flirting. Three years later, she became pregnant and had her baby boy Alehandro. This is where, we stopped, because band class was over, but I’m sure more chaos will arise with band classes in the future. This is proof of the fact that my friends and I have no life.
