Name: Lucille Turner
Age:18
Were im originally from: Texas
Lives: Boyfriend
Hates: Show offs, sweets, quiet, cats
Loves: music, shopping, parties, having fun, dancing, running, piano, writing
Wishes:To find some good friends
Lucy flips through the ipod for a song she likes. Her hair blows through the wind and she sits down.
"I turned 18 and told my parents ******** you I am leaving. My boyfriend well hes 22 an said come on I know a guy and I can be a mechanic and you can finish up highschool graduate and go to juliard. Thats my dream yah know. To be a composer. He knows that my parents well to hell with the I will never go to that ******** law school. They don't understand me like he does. They never will. So we packed our bags and here we are." she sighs and looks up at the sky and run her fingers through her hair.