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Selenas POV
"No, no, no, no, no ,no, NO!" I said as my best friend, Jasmine, pulls me over to the sign up sheet for the band competition, "Vanessa stop! Stop, stop ,stop , ST-"
"Hi. I'm Vanessa. This is Selena. We would like to sign up for the band competition." Vanessa says to Mrs. Hench ,our English teacher, with a big, fat smile plastered across her face while struggling to keep me still. "OK, very well then turn these slips in the office tomorrow. Oh and let me remind you that your going to be assigned with a band. You won't be able to choose your band mates" Mrs. Hench said.
I let out a silent yet big sigh in my head as Vanessa pulled me outside heading to her car. "Vanessa!" I whined getting into the car. "Oh shut up. You know you wanted to as much as I did. So just say 'Thank you Vanessa'." She said.
"Thank you Vanessa" I mumbled. "What? " She said with a hand cupped next to her ear. " 'Thank you Vanessa your the best friend a girl could ever have?' Ding ding ding we have a winner!" She said and I giggled.
We pulled up to my driveway and saw a lot of movers in front of my house. Where are we going? Are we moving? Why haven't my parents talked to me about this? These were the questions running through my mind. I ran out of the car, my eyes blurred from the tears but I bring them back in. I can never EVER show weakness ever since my uncle went missing I have to stay strong since thats what he always told me to do. I can't let him down. But why would my parents do this? I've lived here all my life and my best friend is here and I..I..I.
I ran inside the house slamming the front door behind me. Every things still here. I might still have time to get through mom and dad's brain that we shouldn't move. I run upstairs quickly to grab my phone to call Jasmine to come back seeing she has already left. I run upstairs tripping on some steps still trying to regain my vision. I run into my and sit on my bed. Minor setback I fall on the floor with a big thud and a big pain in my butt. "Ow!" I moan in pain. I wipe my tears with my jacket and look around. I'm shocked and scared. All my stuff is gone. GONE.
I scream. Not too long after I screamed my parents came in with sorrow faces. " WHAT IS THIS!?!" I scream. My parents wince but still don't answer. "HELLO? AM I NOT TALKING TO YOU!?! ANSWER ME!" I scream again feeling the tears come back but I swallow them down. "Honey. Darling. Sweetheart." My mom says and starts giving me a hug but I push her away. "We have decided for you to live with your aunt Pattie. Pattie knows she lost her husband who was your uncle. I think it's best if you stay with her for at lest a couple of months." My mom says. I start feeling better knowing I love my Aunt Pattie to death. I haven't met her son, my cousin, though...Justin Bieber.
To Be Continued
