AMY
The next day was on a Saturday, and I was grateful that Mandy and I had already made up yesterday after our little fight, all thanks to Jason. Looking around my apartment, it still felt unreal to me that this place was somewhere I could call my own. I had moved out of my old apartment to this one, because somehow, Sandra found out where I lived. The only people who knew about this new apartment were my father, Mandy, and Jason. I had made my father promise not to share the address with his wife.
I have only been here for a few weeks, and I was grateful that I had gotten this place without my father’s assistance. I was grateful that I didn't have to deal with Sandra's prying eyes, at least, for now.
Everything was new and shiny, but I still felt a little lonely. Mandy and Jason promi
