Also known as my parents; rents; best friends.
me = teenage girl. cliche = i hate my parents. truth = they are my whole world.
So we'll set things straight first. My parents are divorced. No one ever believes it since they are always together and everything.. but they reallly are. This series of unfortunate events occurred during the summer in between my freshman and sophomore year. The rents sat my two sisters and I down and told us the news but we didn't believe them. If you knew my parents, you wouldn't believe it either. But they weren't shittin with us. So after 13 years of marriage.. my dad moved out and moved in to a house merely 3 miles away. They were college sweethearts.. My mom was a year older and was my dad's RA his freshman year. Scandalous. For the record, my parents are still best friends and most people don't understand how this is possible, but I love it. I still have both of them in my life at all times and get the best of both worlds. (hannah montana reference what up)
Everywhere I go, I hear how hot my parents are. Doesn't bother me.. I just say "well duh, I know that".