Chapter Two- Unpacked and Ready

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Ally took out the last picture frame from the large, brown box and hung it on her wall. "I am officially...home." She grinned. She looked around her new room. It was even bigger than her last one. It had aqua-colored walls, gorgeous white chairs and a couch with blue pillows thrown on them. Her queen sized bed had poofy pink blankets with about 100 throw pillows.  Next to it she had her nightstand already set up with her diary, water bottle, lotion, night mask, and a beautiful antique lamp. She took her diary up off of the stand and used her key-shaped necklace to unlock it. She read her last entry to herself for the zillionth time since she wrote it on the plane.
    Dear Diary,
So, Im on my way to my family's new home in California. I'm so excited! But I'm also so nervous! My mom made the announcement to me and my sister, Mary, on the first day of Summer that we we're moving here. We moved 1 week after that and now...we're here! But I promised myself that when we moved, on the first day that we officially were unpacked and home, that I would start rebuilding myself. That means losing weight, doing shit to my hair to make it look better, using "contouring"...whatever that is, wearing new clothes...you get the point. Anyways, in this journal,  I'll be documenting my experience and my journey. Hopefully I can keep up with it. So, today is the first day of my new life. I honestly don't know where to start. Maybe I could ask my mom if we could hire a personal trainer for me. Or at least get a gym membership. Yeah, that's gonna be the first thing I'll work on...my body.  Ill get a flat stomach and  a round ass before you can say WOW ALLY IM SO SORRY THAT I DIDN'T TREAT YOU WITH THE RESPECT YOU DESERVE I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D TURN OUT THIS HOT! Hahaha! If only...well, I have to go unpack some more. Im so happy to finally be home!
Love,
Ally

  Ally closed the diary and locked it up again. "Time to get to work."
   For the rest of the night, Ally  was researching and calling all sorts of personal trainers located in Los Angeles. But only 1 seemed to interest her. Connie Parker's Remodeling System, it was called. She rang them up and got all the information she needed to convince her mom that she really needed this trainer. And she knew her mom couldnt argue the fact that she really did need it.

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