okay go on guys, opinion on the summary

it’s basically the same thing, just added and altered shit

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I just wanted a break.

From people, from things, from myself:

• Stalin, my overbearing father (if one can even call him that),
• Miah, my ever swelling, pregnant sister with her erratic hormones and bizarre cravings for pickle juice and Tabasco sauce (she even carries it around in her bloody purse) at ungodly hours of the morning (i.e. 3AM),
• Aubrey, my over-sensitive, highly emotional best friend, and part time mother (only figuratively, of course),
• Endless hours of prison sentence. (Or more commonly known as University.)
  

And now you.

You goddamned, unwanted (read; needed) addition to the catastrophic mix.

But you were from the South Side, and for the love of God, were a member of Rebelde.

And I was from the North Side. And I’m pretty sure if Stalin found out,

He would suffer from a coronary – not that I’d particularly mind.

I reckon it wasn’t really a rule. It was unspoken.

No one ever told me not to mingle with you,

I just knew it like I know my own age.

I knew it since birth.

And now, not only did I want a break, I needed one.