Chapter 3

She sat up in her bed for a minute or two and thought about everything she could. It was Saturday, and she had to go out to Illinois again. It was hard living for her lately. In the few months that had passes her life only got harder and harder. It had come to the point where she actually hated her sisters; a horrible thing to say, and sad, but true. They drove her crazy and pushed all of her buttons all of the time. She couldn't even stand looking at them sometimes. They made her so angry. She came to realize that living with her dad wouldn't help. His "night life" would not be good for her; and yet she hated living in the current state she was in. Her sisters drove her mad, and her mom seemed only to be tightening the leash she kept Jane on. The only time she was ever really happy was when she was with Zach, but her mom and sisters made that hard too. She could never go anywhere with him without her mom and sisters asking tons of questions. It was clear that her mom didn't trust her, she wouldn't even let Jane ride to school with Zach. "No, ride the bus. That way I'll know for sure you go to school." was her mother's response the one time Jane asked if it was okay for Zach to drive her to school. Jane was fifteen years old, but she wasn't. Every time her father moved out her mom would say, "Jane, I'm sorry, but you need to grow up a little bit more"; and yet, she still treated Jane like she was ten years old. That came down very hard on Jane. Half the time she had to be an adult, and the other half, she was treated like a ten year old. She was looking forward to the day she could move out and be on her own, but by the time she turns eighteen, she will have lost out on being a teenager. It saddened her greatly. All she wanted was to be fifteen.