My eyes fluttered as I woke up from my nap with a random song blasting into my ears from my headphones. I was here, California home to many strippers and prostitutes. I slowly begin to sit up, suggesting to my mom next to me that I'm awake. She of course begins to speak " I know I've been working a lot lately and we barely talk, but I want you to know that, that's going to change." I began to sidetrack while staring at the huge Hollywood sign. I peeked a smile and popped in my headphones and listened to music the rest of the way.
I grab my bags and put them in the rental car, while almost tripping down the steps. I hop in the car thinking 'crap someone probably had sex on the seats' I'm probably going to have clamitiea when this trip is over (because of these seats.)
We pull up in the driveway of our new summer house. I examine it and notice that I will never be a normal kid. It was a mansion and guess where, Beverly Hills.
I go to grab my bags out of the rental car, when I notice it's not there. I checked underneath the car and notice a huge whole right where I put my suitcase and it fell out. Unbelievable, what am I suppose to wear now? I explain to my mom and she let me borrow the car to go shopping. I then went to my favorite store, Justice! Some people say it's for nine year olds but I say ' I beg your pardon' they are just SOO designer. I arrived at the mall, and I got a few items at justice. After I sat down and ate some ice cream at one of those benches at the food court. I sat next to this girl who looked like a model. She of course, was filing her nails, until she turned sideways (in my direction) and she stuck her hand out and said " Missy, former runway model, you?" I then noticed she was talking to me, so I gladly took her hand and shook it." Marilyn, current Justice customer." She the pulled her sunglasses down so she could see me, and gave a disgusted look," honey, how old are you?" She asked in a sassy tone. " I'm 17, why?" I asked totally curious to why she was asking. "Okay, well I mean you have great eyes," she looks me up and down nervously and giggles. "But let's try and change up your style, follow me."
