Family gatherings are my kingdoms to rule.
Everyone gets asked about their lives, but my stories are always the best. I’m 12 years old and in the 7th grade at Rineton Middle School, but that doesn’t mean I’m not way more badass then any of my older cousins at this table.
That’s right. I’m looking at you, Harry. You think you’re a big shot now because you moved out of Charlotte to New York City? The “Big Apple” or whatever? Well then I got bad news for you.
You’re over there spending a ton of money to sit and watch a stupid Broadway play, but who needs art when I’m too busy already getting detention for chewing gum in class. All the 6th graders think I’m so edgy now because even though I got detention, I still chew gum in class. Read more…