The new girl in town.

Chapter 1:

I love our little apartment in New York with my mom.We live in manhattan,our apartment is a bit expensive to live in but my mom is a doctor and a popular producer so we're kind of rich.But im not a snotty white kid,I appreciate the things i have.Scratch that i wouldn't say we're rich but we do have quite some amount of money.Im always home alone because well my moms job keeps her overtime.But she calls so i guess that makes up for the lack of presence.Im an only child,I go to Millennium Arts Academy high school.I love my school,I dance and sing pretty much the reason why I go to an Arts school all the way on the upper west side.Its my dream school,everything I could ever want in a school.I have dark brown eyes that are impossible to see into,and long fiery red hair.My name? Summer evergreen.Yeah I know weird name,but I didn't have the choice of naming myself now did I.I am 16 years old,anyways I like to wear vans,shorts,holister,and dresses.You could call me girly,if i wasn't 'the mysterious girl that sits by herself all the time'.Honestly im not all that bad,im fun and talented i guess.A sweet familiar voice snaps me out of my thoughts"hi honey im home." My mother greets me."Hey mom,how was work?" I ask knowing the answer already "great".I end the conversation short by walking to my room because my mom is always tired.My room is painted aqua blue complemented by an upholstery bed against the wall.I have paintings and wall decor all over my room,you could say i have a bit of an obsession.I have a wooden floors with a shaggy carpet in the middle of the room.I don't have a television because well,i spend all my life online so i wouldn't really use it.I walk over to my bed and flick on my pink lava lamp,then lay down and open my Mack book.I take out my iPhone 4 and text my dad who is currently in Paris with his job:

Me-Hey dad ☺ 

Him-Hi honey. 

How's work in Paris? 

Quite fine but im busy at the moment so i have to go,I'll call when i get the chance. 

Okay bye dad. 

Bye honey.

Even though my dad says he'll call,he never really does.We always just text or face time,see my dad is super busy all the time.He's a producer just like my mom,but my mom only works as a part time producer the other half of the time shes working as a doctor.He's always traveling the world making movies and tv shows and such.I type 'Facebook' in the address bar then begin looking down my news feed.I get a notification; from Lindsey,she commented on my photo 'stop posting things,nobody cares whore.'Did i mention im bullied in school? I probably should've,i sigh and close my laptop and lay in my bed staring at my ceiling until a voice interrupts my deep thoughts."Summer come here." My mother says from the living room,great why is she always interrupting."Yes mother" i say in a British accent,"come here" she says while patting to the spot next to hers on our expensive luxury couch.As i wait for her to begin i admire her features; her short shoulder length blonde hair and her deep blue eyes,and a smile that could light up Times Square.Now i see who I get it from,"we're moving" she hesitantly says."What" i scream pacing back and forth in front of our couches,cursing in different languages."Honey,it'll be good for us you'll like it there." She says trying to calm me down."Where exactly are we moving mother" i ask immediately regretting the question "California" she says hoping to lighten the mood."We the evergreens are moving half way around the fucking country" i yell throwing my hands in the air out of frustration."Well,when you say it like that.." She trails off, "When are we moving" I ask sadness growing inside of me."Tomorrow,Albert will pick you up and take the flight with you I'll meet you two there i need to do some shopping for us" she replies while pulling me into a hug and rubbing my head "now go pack up the movers will be here at noon and your flight is at eleven."I get up and stomp my way to my room,i can hear her sighing but i resist the urge to turn around.I begin packing my things and about four hours later im finally finished.I throw myself on my bed too exhausted to do anything els then drift off to sleep,i wake up the next morning at ten .I do my usual routine; shower,brush teeth,brush hair,and put together my outfit.Today i decided to wear black vans with holister shorts and a Justin bieber aqua blue and white crop top.I put my red hair into a messy bun with my bangs out just above my eyes.I walk into the kitchen for some breakfast and find my house empty,big surprise i say to myself sarcastically.I find a note on the counter top from mom:

Went out shopping for the new house,meet you in Cali bye love xx

House? I lived in apartments all my life.This is a change of events,i grab a fiber one bar and begin eating it then walk my way over to the living room window that gives a view of the building front entrance.I see Albert leaning on the limo waving at me,i smile to myself and say "good old Albert".Albert is our butler and driver,i walk over to my room grab my Mack stuff it into my bag and take my phone and charger on the night stand and head towards the door.Before i leave i take one last look at the chic,comfy,warm apartment then close the door.