May 1, 2013
Cassidy's POV
"Do not touch my hair!" I shrieked. "I demand to talk to Major Mason! I only trust Major Mason!" I say to the guy who thought he was going to cut my blonde hair... He nods and goes to get Major Mason...
"Cass, what's up, kiddo?"
"I demand to go back to Australia!"
"Kid, you know you can't do that... If Lucy finds out, she will kill your mother... And you don't want that, do you?"
"No... You may continue,"
The guy cut my waist-length hair to a little below my shoulders. He applied some makeup and then gave me a pair of clothes to wear. I slipped the denim skinny jeans up my long, skinny legs and then put on the flowy crop top that shows my belly button. I slipped the denim jacket on over my slim, long arms and then felt the fabric that covers my arms. It wasn't a denim fabric, it was a soft material. I picked up the boots and examined them... They were brown and the tag on them said 'Steve Madden.' I smiled, and slipped on the boots.
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"Home sweet home." Major Mason stated before hopping out of the car and opened my door.
"This is where I am going to be staying?"
"It's not like your mansion in Australia but, it's home for now!"
"Dad!" I heard a screech and I jumped
"Hey pal," he said pausing for a quick second. "This, is Cassidy."
"You know, when normal dads go on a job offer, they bring their daughter back a t-shirt, not a person." The girl stated, clearly annoyed by me
"Ariana." Major Mason warned
"May you show me to my room, Major Mason?"
"Ugh, stop calling him that! His name is Jack," Ariana sassed me. What have I done to her?
"Ariana! Stop! Sure, come on Cassidy,"
I grabbed my backpack and followed him. He showed me to a room with a walk-in closet, and a bathroom in the room. I slipped off my jacket and thanked Major Mas- Jack.
I studied the room. The pale pink walls, paired with a hot pink rug cover in the floor. The pink Zebra print blanket and pillows on my bed matched the room perfectly. I looked across the room, seeing a desk with three compartments on top of it. The first compartment, was filled with paper. The second, filled with pens and other writing utensils. And finally the third, was filled with duct tape with colourful prints on it. On top of the desk, was a printer and a laptop. I looked across the room, at the dresser. It had a mirror placed on top of it. There were six wooden compartments inside of the dresser. On top of it, there were five cups filled with makeup brushes and a medium-sized container on it, filled with expensive makeup. I looked closer and saw a box. It says iPhone on it. I open the box, to find an iPhone neatly placed inside of it.
I picked up the small device and held it in my hands, examining it. I placed the phone down on the dresser, picking up the box. I opened it further and found a wire, a small box with a hole in it, some headphones, and a little brochure type thing. I open up the little packet, and begin reading it.
After re-reading the packet about five times, I learned that it was the iPhone 5s. I picked up the small device, holding it in my hands. I turned it on, letting it load for thirty seconds to a minute. The time flashed on the screen along with a wallpaper of the beach. I slid my finger across the screen, unlocking it. I decided to wait and ask Ariana for help setting it up later. I was about to stand up when I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I said in a thick, Australian accent.
Ariana walked in, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders.
"Sorry about earlier, I shouldn't have been so rude.."
"It's okay, Ariana,"
"Do you need help with anything?"
"May you help me set up my phone?"
"Sure, how about I show you what I have on my phone, and then you can make your decision if you want it or not?"
"Okay,"
She sat down on my bed next to me, and pulled out her phone identical to mine.
"So this is all the apps that come with your phone, you can't get rid of them,"
"Okay."
She showed me other apps like Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, Snapchat, Polyvore, Pinterest, Spotify, iHeart Radio, and Gmail. I decided to download all of them. I also downloaded some games like Temple Run 1&2, Subway Surfers, and Flappy Bird. I set up my iTunes account, and then downloaded all the apps. I downloaded some music, and then set a passcode and my touch print.
"You start school tomorrow, wanna go shopping?"
"Oh no, I graduated already,"
"This is California, you're 17, you go to school!"
"Very well, let's go.."
We walked downstairs, and said goodbye to Jack.
"Ariana, you have your card?"
"Yup!"
"Here is a credit card... The pin is 4487 and there should be about $10,000 on there.." He said, handing me a blue Discover card
"$10,000? Oh no, Jack, I cannot accept this ," I say trying to hand him back the expensive card
"Nonsense, take it!"
I nodded and followed Ariana out to the car, slipping in and buckling up. We drove to the mall and went shopping...
"Let's go to Forever 21 first,"
"Okay," I say hopping out of the small Jeep.
We walk in, and I see a group of boys sitting at the mall food court. I see one in particular, he had brown hair styled in a quiff with a blue beanie on.
"Ari, who's that?" I say pointing to the cute boy feet away from me
"That's Matthew Espinosa and his group of wanna-be populars,"
"Oh."
I stood there, taking one last glance before walking next to Ariana.
At Forever 21, I bought some skirts, shirts, dresses, shorts and jeans.
"I don't like short hair, ew! It looks horrible on me,"
"Ever thought of extensions?"
"All day but, I don't think your father will approve," I say throwing random Mac products into my basket.
"So?"
"I do not want him to think of me badly..."
"He won't! Trust me!"
I smiled at her and payed for my basket-full of makeup. We went to other stores that night, collecting clothes, makeup, stuffed animals, and school supplies. By the time we were done, I had about 46 bags while Ariana had about 30. We loaded the bags, her putting hers in the boot and me putting mine in the backseat.
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When we arrived home, I took my bags up to my room and organized everything. I hung my skirts and dresses up in the closet, along with my shirts and sweatshirts. I folded my jeans, leggings, and shorts neatly in my dresser and organized the makeup that I just bought. I grabbed my backpack that I will be using for school and put my stuff in it. I wrote each subject on a binder, notebook, and folder. I organized some other things and then put on some pyjama's and went to bed.
