AJ's P.O.V.
We get to my room and I bend down to grab the two old suitcases that are under my bed while Abby shuts the door behind her. Abby kicks off her shoes and gets on my bed as I unzip the first suitcase then walk over to my small dresser that holds the small amount of clothes that I own. I open the top drawer and grab all its contents and put it on my bed and start folding everything as small as I can so that way it will all fit.
Once done with that pile, I continue to do the same thing with the rest of the drawers. Every once in a while as I am going through my clothes, I give a couple shirts to Abby so that she has some stuff that she can fit in once she gets to big for her clothes now.
Slowly, my room gets emptier and emptier as I continue to stuff my whole life into those two suitcases. I walk over to the small bookshelf in the corner of the room to clear that out when I noticed the present that I made Abby for her birthday. I grab the present and walk over to her and stretch my hand out that had the present in it. She looks at it confused but takes it anyway.
"Open it. I was going to give it to you on your birthday but things changed so I want you to open it now." I tell her with a small smile
She slowly opens the present and puts the paper that I wrapped it in next to her. I sit down next to her as she looks at it. It's a picture that we took together and it's surrounded by a homemade frame that I made. It's not the best but it came from the heart and that's all that matters.
"I made it so that way no matter what happens, I'll always be with you and you will never forget me." I say with a couple of tears falling down my face.
"It's perfect, thank you AJ. How could I ever forget you, you're my sister and I love you. You are the one person I look up too. She said as tears also fall down her face.
I don't know what to say to that. My heart swells with love for this 9 year old girl that is sitting next to me. I would literally do anything in my power for her. We just sit here for a little bit in silence, wrapped up in out thoughts. I get up and walk over to my cheap boom box, looking back at Abby.
"Want to listen to some music?" I ask. She looks up from the picture and nods her head.
"What should we listen too?" I ask again, knowing already what she is going to say.
"Is that even a question?" She says in the most sassiest voice I ever heard. I laugh
"Reputation by Taylor Swift it is." I say feeling proud of how much she is like me
I don't even need to put the cd in, I just turn the boom box on and push play. Ready for it starts to play and we both start to dance. Throughout the whole album we just danced and sang along. Nobody bothers us since this is a normal thing coming from my room.
Dress slowly came to an end, we look at each other knowing that our song that we take very seriously dueting is coming next. The song finally came to an end and we both put our game faces on. The song came on and we started singing immediately.
(This is why we can't have nice things by Taylor Swift)
It was so nice throwing big parties
Jump into the pool from the balcony
Everyone swimming in a champagne sea
And there are no rules when you show up here
Bass beat rattling the chandelier
Feeling so Gatsby for that whole yearSo why'd you have to rain on my parade?
I'm shaking my head, I'm locking the gatesThis is why we can't have nice things, darling
Because you break them, I had to take them away
This is why we can't have nice things, honey
Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me?
This is why we can't have nice thingsIt was so nice being friends again
There I was giving you a second chance
But you stabbed me in the back while shaking my hand
And therein lies the issue, friends don't try to trick you
Get you on the phone and mind-twist you
And so I took an axe to a mended fenceBut I'm not the only friend you've lost lately (mmm-mmm)
If only you weren't so shadyThis is why we can't have nice things, darling
Because you break them, I had to take them away
This is why we can't have nice things, honey
Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me?
This is why we can't haveHere's a toast to my real friends
They don't care about the he said, she said
And here's to my baby
He ain't reading what they call me lately
And here's to my mama
Had to listen to all this drama
And here's to you
'Cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do
Hahaha, I can't even say it with a straight face!This is why we can't have nice things, darling (darling)
Because you break them, I had to take them away
This is why we can't have nice (uh-uh) things (oh no), honey (baby, oh)
Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me?
This is why we can't have nice things, darling (oh)And here's to my real friends
(Oh) because you break them, I had to take them
And here's to my baby
(Oh) nice things, honey
They didn't care about the he said, she said
Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me?
This is why we can't have nice things
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Dreams Do Come True
Teen FictionJust because she is in an orphanage and has been there for most of her life does not mean that she is one of the quiet and shy girls that don't know how to speak their mind. Ayviva-Jane (AJ) is a 17 year old girl that is as nice as can be, but if y...