Your mom is Georgia Miller, she had you when she was 15 years old. Georgia is plenty of things; protective, feisty, determined, manipulative, impulsive, and much more you could name on both negative and positive sides. You moved very so often and it bothered you so much, your little brother Austin, not much he didn’t really care. You always lost your friends everytime you moved away, meaning you always had to switch schools.

Now, you officially moved to Wellsbury, Massachusetts. You also lived next door to the Bakers, who helped you guys settle in, well mostly the mother and wife — Ellen Baker.

“How we settlin’ in, huh?” Georgia spoke, her southern accent was on the spot. She folded her arms, staring at you, and your little brother.