school and less than a year ‘til I was eighteen and finally out of here.
I was counting down the days, chomping at the bit for a time when I could really devote my all to music.
Not all bad in L.A., of course. I had a car and Mum, and Bethie.
Loved shocking her with my new look.
There were plans for this year that were all mine, though, and I needed to do them alone.