My First Love is a "JOCK"

Chapter 1: THE MOVE

Chapter 1: The move

INTRO:

Okay!

This might be awkward but I'm gonna do it!

Hey, my name is Stella Brown.

I'm from San Fransisco and i'm 17 years old and i'm graduating at the end of the the year, which is a couple months away.

I'm the only child so if you think I get whatever I want, you are SOOOO wrong ...

I don't get everything I want only on my birthdays.

My parents are Robert Brown and Cecilia Brown and they are good parents. They are quite strict but I'm used to it because all they want me to do is have good grades, always respect others (young or not), get a good school for college and the weirdest thing is they're letting me have a "Boyfriend" what in the world do they think? I'm interested in having one or falling in-love with someone or even getting married? ewww just eww, studies first before boyfriends or anything like that.

All i know is "I will never ever ever ever... EVER! fall in-love with someone else and look I'm now 17 and since my childhood I never liked a boy before and since the start of my teen puberty life, still no intention on getting one and even now ...

Oh and I almost forgot to tell you what I look like so I have long brown hair (i got it from my mum)and i have hazel eyes (i got it from my dad) and of course i have a glasses on i love them but seriously I need them because my eyes get all blurry all the time soo yeah and eye contacts I don't like them ... I never really tried them on before but they already freaked me out cuz it's fake and the colours of it are really, scary only some ...

well ... That was awkward xD telling my whole life story 😁 but at least you know me now. I really need to stop and get on the story ... right?

So it happened one summer vacation ...

We can't tell the future nor predict it right but only sometimes.

Us people don't know that ONE summer can actually change everything ...

Story starts:

I catched the bus from school to my house, it was really noisy in the bus, it was really freaking annoying people kicking your sits and the bus driver keeps telling us to be quiet. But i love school but i hate buses but i never complained about it to my parents I don't wanna to give them a small problem.

Finally I was out of this bus ... Hallejuah !!!

I reached the door, I opened it quielty and it was sooo strange why are my parents really quiet, i mean they're always quiet but not this kind of quiet this one is like theres something going on around the house.

I saw dad coming this way and hugged me and asked me about school.

"Umm, hey sweetie! How was school??" He asked trying to sound like theres nothing going on. I can already tell that there's something going out that he's nervous about telling me.

"Still the same dad nothing changed not even a bit." I said, "and is there something you wanted to tell me?"lifting my left eyebrows.

"Oh uh! I really can't keep something, you always figured it if something's going on"he said laughing a bit. Of course I know I'm the only child so all the attention goes to me so there is no way I wouldn't know if somethings going on. I know my parents too much.😳

"Dad, I'm 17 years old, I've always been the 'only child' for 17 years! How can I not know if something's going on, I always get your attention and also mum"I told him looking at his hazel eyes. They look exactly like mine ... That is soo weird!