A Little Bit Of Your Love //LJ

Chapter 1

My dad, Bradley Simpson went in my room. I looked at him questioningly. He hasn't really been a father to me for 15 years. It's like I'm living on my own, except that I am living with him and his band mates. Not really the best environment for a growing child. Trust me when I tell you that it sucks here because it really sucks. He's barely home, we barely see each other; we barely even look at each other. He doesn't abuse me or anything, but you could really tell he didn't like to have me.

If you guys are wondering about my mom, I don't know her. My dad told me that my mom gave me to him the day I was born. As you could tell she didn't like to have me either. I don't know what she looks like, I don't know what her voice sounds like all in all she doesn't exist to me. Sometimes I would like to wonder what my life would be like if I knew her, if she didn't leave me with my father right now. Im mad at her for leaving me with these 4 boys I am forced to call family. I am mad at her for not taking responsibility of taking care of me. For 15 freaking years, she never showed herself to me, she never even greeted me and she never even tried to contact me. I am really hurt.

My name is Naya Lauren Simpson, and if I ever meet my mother, I'm going to change my surname to hers even though I am mad at her. I am 15 years old and you could describe me as the bad ass gamer, skater and shiz. Now if you are thinking that I am one of these people who has bad attitude, you're wrong, I am kind to you depending on your first impression, If I don't know you, I wouldn't talk to you and I wont speak to you unless you speak to me but as I said earlier, depending on your first impression. And if you are thinking im one of these bad ass girls who make nerds do their homework because I don't know anything, you are also wrong because I don't like people doing things for me that I already know how to do, I am really smart if I do say so myself, I think I got that from my mom because, well, look at my dad, it's impossible that I got that from him. My dad bought me these gadgets so that 'I could stop complaining about how boring my life is' his words not mine. Many people said I looked like my mom but I cant justify that because I don't know what she looks like. Even though I am 'popular' at school and many people like to be my friend, I am anti-social because I know they just want to be my friend because my dad is in a famous band and they are just gonna use me. I know my dad is british, but surprisingly I am not. I have a straight American accent.

"Naya, could you please put that controller down and look at me for a minute?"

I put the controller beside me and faced him.

"Thank you. Now as I was saying. I need you to pack your bags, you're moving in with your mother."

I looked at him shocked.

"My mother??The one who gave birth to me and left me with you?? And im moving in with her permanently???"

He nodded.

"DON'T I HAVE A SAY IN THIS?!"

"None so start packing and lessen the yapping. Your mother wants to see you and spend more time with you. You know, get to know you a bit. Our flight to LA is tomorrow night. We don't want to miss our flight don't we?"

"YOU'RE COMING WITH ME?! IM GONNA BE BESIDE YOU?! IN A PLANE?! FOR 9 FREAKING HOURS?!"

He nodded and left my room. That was the longest conversation we had and I don't ever want to have one ever again. I groaned and went to my closet and started packing.

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