Avery's POV
Tomorrow my mother is coming back from her tour, ArtRave. I haven't seen her in a while since I've been in New York with my grandparents while she has been touring. I'm really anxious to see her, my mom is basically my best friend. Some people say or think because she had me at 15 and that she's "Lady Gaga" she's a horrible mother. Which is not true at all, she is always there for me when I need her.
I go downstairs when my grandmother Cynthia calls me down. When I get down there, I go into the living room where I see my Nana, Papa and ... Mom?
"Mommy!" I may be 14, but I still call her mommy sometimes. I then run over to her giving her a hug, almost knocking her over. "I missed you mom." I say into her neck still in a tight embrace with each other. "I missed you too lovebug" I smile when she calls me that, shes had that nickname for me since I was little. I pull away and she just looks at me. I'm now 2 inches taller than my mom, since she doesn't have her heels on.
"How have you been baby?" I find this guestion silly, we have talked everyday and skyped while she has been on tour. But I answer anyway. "I've been really good mom, I just missed you." "Me too" she says. " How about me and you go out for dinner at Carrabba's tonight? Just us two?" " I would love that mom!" Its about 5ish right now so I need to go find something to wear. " I'm going to go get something on" I tell my mom as I run up the stairs to my room.
I finally decide to wear a black skirt with a flower print mid sleeve shirt, with flats. I apply my makeup. Some pink eye shadow, mascara, eyeliner, and some blush. Then I quickly brush my hair, and straighten it, and pull some back with a bobby pin. I go downstairs to see my mom waiting for me. "I'm ready mom." " I can see that sweetie, let's go."
When we arrive at the restaurant, we ate placed at a booth in a corner. Surprisingly no one inside had recognized my mom, but some paparazzi did follow us here. My mom and I both order the Pasta Weesie with a side salad. The Pasta Weesie is a delicious dish with fettucini, alfredo sauce, and shrimp. Its been a favorite of mine since I was little.
My mom and I have small conversations and then she asks me how school has been. She's always been worried that I would end up getting bullied like she did in school. I really am not bullied in school, there's sometimes people who tease me about my mother, or ones who try to be my friend because she's famous. But i stick to a small group of friends.
" Ehh just the usual, boring, almost falling asleep during math" I say with a completely straight face. " Avery that's not funny" my mom says with a smile on her face. " Its true though" I say. "Well I'm picking classes for highschool right now" "Ooooh what did you pick sweetheart?" " I picked French 1, Drawing 1, and Culinary Arts." I say smiling. My mom smiles back at me.
Then her phone starts to vibrate and she checks it. I almost assume its a work call. She checks the text with a worried and sad face and then she gasps. It looks like theres tears forming in her eyes and now I'm really worried. "What's wrong mom?" "Oh, um its nothing lovebug just a text from Tara. "Okay." I say even though I don't believe her. I really want to know what that text said to have my mom like that.
-Okay so I've never written anything before, so please review and tell me if you liked it or leave some advice. Thank you. :)
