Again it's morning already, I wonder how this morning will bring me , either a pain or a normal day like how it was before, as i wonder , lost in my thoughts,

my beloved sister a loved daughter in our family, came to me" roo oo roo my baby sister what happens to your face, she snicker in my face like she didn't coz me this pain I'm feeling right now, I wonder how much should I sacrifice for my family to accept me like a daughter much less a human being, the pain the tears, the loss of my entire self, what a else should I do I'm asking myself how long ??

My name is Roseanne black. I'm second daughter to be born in my family, my mom have three children me, my sister Gabrielle and my young brother Maxwell. My dad Mr. black was always a caring father to us, can't say the same to my mother Mrs black.

Susan my mother name was born a one child from my grandmother, so she w,as a spoiling child because she was a one child to be born in her family,

While my father's family is always a big family, my dad was a firstborn in four children to be born in his family. My father is a proud man always talking about a good future, career and good partner in future life, talking big was always my father dreams. And that's how my story goes to.

New York was a busy city. My family lives here in New York,my dad company is here in New York, my mother is a housewife, he marries my father when she was 19 years. They first met in college, my mom was a beautiful back in college.

My father comes from rich family while my mom's come from middle family'. They met in their senior year my dad was a first to fall in love when she saw my mom in the first time.

My mother Susan, she is a elegant Lady, she always give us pleasure how to be a proper lady, like how to dress, watchin our behavior when we talk in public like one time i was coming from uni, my friend Vanessa called me bich , in front of my mom let's say she never calls me b world again, I'm gosh it was a nightmare for me' my mom lecture me the entire day, "roo how could your friend to talk to you like that by the way, my family and my friends they all called me roo, like a nickname , so vee and I we used to call a each other name like a bicch or beauty , so my entire day was like roo a proper lady should never use a bad language, how did I teah you young ladies in my house, and thank god your father is not around .,ooh my poor life roo.

As I walked in school, like every student on Monday morning was always a nightmare, as for me, I'm not cheering person, I'm always like that,

So I see my friend Bee standing near my rocker, you see me and my friend bee we have very different personality, while bee she is a talkative person me on another side I prefer to be a less talkative: she sport me first, hii my best friend, what's got you in your pants, it's very beautiful morning, but can't say the same for you, ok tell me 'what happen, don't tell me your stupid sister did something to you, again

Bee, calm down, hold your breath, and slowly take a deep breath in, out, ok just like that, she tells me ok I'm done tell me birch what happen, I'm already smiling knowing my friend she won't let me open my rocker until I spill the bean:I'm thinking what should I tell her, the truth or not, you see I'm not sure my story will be pleasant to hear in my opinion even if I avoiding the topic she won't let me, so I'm blessing myself' bee I don't want to upset you with my problem you know that right??

She is looking me in pitiful eyes and I hated it, I don't want anyone to pit me or something, I know bee she meant well but the pain and agonizing feeling I'm feeling right now I don't want anyone to know about especially my friend bee, She is my one and only person who I can tell everything, and she can't judge me or anything, and for that I'm already grateful to have a friend like that.

She comes to me and say, will my magic hug help?! We hug and smiles on our faces, all of a sudden I'm pushing on my side, When I'm about to turn, I hear the voice, get lost rich :Hey I turned and I'm seen the three boys walking away like one of them didn't push me or anything, the nerve of these boys, Jerks I'm yelling at them, I'm mad right now, how can someone push you and didn't try even to say sorry: one of the boys turning to me and ooh my god it's Ace.

Ace Mackenzie, the bad boy, a heartbroken girls hearts, Ace is a quarter back of our school, he is handsome, dark hair, 6'1 feet tall, golden skin, blue eyes that will make your heart melt and his face don't even want me start it, I know like a school girl crush but what's can I say the boy is fine as hell.

He sees me, and smirks, I groan, stupid ace saw me gawking at him, and ne wing about him, I'm already regret in to see him in the first place. Mph, let's go bee I don't want to make my day even worse than I already did.

School bell rings, time's for lunch, I'm heading to cafeteria and saw Bee talking with his boyfriend Noah, yes she has a boyfriend, bee is a beautiful, 5'6tall black hair, and her a body, I can die to have a body like that, as for me, I'm 5'4 tall, brown hair, green eyes and slim body, pale skin, but am happy with the way I am. Bee, bee how we're getting for lunch, bee she answered me nah we are getting fries, I sigh, again, bee was always obsess with fries it's like she can't go with a day without fries, I wonder how she can had a body like that with how many carols she consumed, by the way we're sitting on our table having small talk, when I hear, hey, hey :what's we have right here??

Turning, clearly surprised,

Who are you may I ask!? I know for sure who is this, but I don't want him to know that, and of course he's answering me "

You know who I am, princess, can tell by the look you are giving me, and that's the weird things happen, I feel something still inside me and that's weird for me!!

His gaze lingered on me for a second and boy, I was already gone God I have never felt that way before.

Trying playing cool, I'm calling Bee who by the way right now Staring us like she saw the virgin ghost, annoyed by the situation, I decided to head for another class.

The teacher goes on and on, I'm major in business, I'm sitting in the middle of class, I hate to sit in the front or the back of class, I'm satisfied in where I'm sitting right now.

Time goes by, and I'm dreading to head home, I arrived home, taking of my shoes, Mom am back, mom, I'm calling but no one answer, I'm heading to my room, laying on my bed, lost in thought, I hear footsteps coming on my way, In hurry I get up and standing opposite on my bed, My mom open the door, walking direct on my bed, sitting, looking me up's and down;How was school??

When my mom asking you something, she doesn't want to hear the question she's asking right now, so I answer like she wants to hear"

I did well in my test, She's staring at me, Good, now that I heard the good news, they are nothing for me to do right here.

It's always like that, she's asking the same question and getting an answer she wants to hear and leaves, no how was your day good, bad, or are you making friends, no support whatsoever, pit on me, but I'm used to that, I am changing my close, I picked a floral dress, and sandals, heading down in a living room.