Prologue

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*This story is told in multiple point of views. Don't worry, I will let you know when it changes.*

Vanessa's P.O.V

"Nessa! Wake up! You still haven't finished packing up your room!" mom says.

That was my wake up call. I was having the best dream until she reminded me of our move. I've moved towns, cites, heck i've moved states. But this time was different. We're moving countries.

I slowly climb out of bed and run downstairs to grab something to eat. As I make my way back upstairs I caught a glimpse of my mom packing up the rest of our living room. I've always hated moving. I guess its for the best?

All I had left to pack was my clothes. I grab a shirt and pants from my closet and throw them on, packing the rest up in a box. I shove some wristbands on my arm and head to the bathroom to fix up my hair. We had already packed up all my hair utensils, so my only option was to wear it up in a bun.

I load all my belongings in the car.

"Nessa, grab the cat and put her in the cage please." mom said.

"Sure thing." I said, trying to find Romance my 20 pound black tiger cat.

I shove the cat into her cage and place her in the backseat of my moms run down, old, blue Mini Van.

Mom closed the trunk as I put in my headphones.

This is going to be a long, long trip.

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