On New Year’s Eve, everyone from town goes to the beach. Chip said if a girl won’t get off with you on New Year’s Eve, you may as well cut it off. I’m starting to think we may grow apart. I don’t want a mystic ninja as a stepdad. I don’t want to be from a broken home like Chip’s, wearing tracksuit tops instead of coats and taking gateway drugs in shopping malls.
I want my family back. I don’t want anything to change.