Ocean Calls: A Calls of the Ocean Novel

Ch.1 BREAKING NEWS

"Kylie! Time for breakfast! I have something to tell you," yells my mom from across the hall. "Coming mom!" I yell back. I quickly get ready and throw on some clothes. I find some black skinny jeans with white polka dots, and a white undershirt and a black tube top. It's the last day of school and its about as hot as it gets here in Seattle, Washington so I roll up my jeans to make capris.

I take one last look in the mirror. I see a blur of long light blonde hair, side bangs, ice blue eyes, slightly pale skin, and a few light freckles. I used to live in Rome for one of my mother's silly books. I used to be tan there but then we moved here and I got pale. I am very beautiful but above that everything about me screams strange. But thats just me... Kylie Rockford. My mom is a famous author that writes books ranging from Pi, theorems and formulas, to culture and mythology. I've lived with my mom all my life and have been to about every country in the world for "Research." My dad died before I was born and I never met him. My mom doesn't like to talk about him.

I run to the kitchen, sit on a stool by the island, and take a bite of toast that hasn't been buttered yet. I make a face to my mom. She laughs and hands me the butter and a knife. Now that I'm eating, -I love eating! But I have a fast metabolism and I'm always running so I stay skinny,- I ask, "So, you wanted to talk?" More distracted doing last minute homework rather than listening. "Yes... Um... There is no easy way of saying this, Kylie. We're moving again! To California!" She exclaims getting excited. I drop the piece of toast I was about to devour and I hear my pencil clank down on the counter. I look up, my mouth hanging to the floor. Luckily I don't have any friends here, so part of me is happy. But part of me likes Seattle. I've been in Seattle longer than any other place. Even though we live on the second floor of an apartment, I love it here. I was born here before we moved. "But mom, look at me! I don't belong in California. I mean I'm sure I'd love it there. But it'll be full of blonde- tan people that surf and play volleyball with fake boobs and chiseled muscles on steroids!" I say laughing at the ridiculousness of it. "Oh come on! You are blonde. Your skin changes in a matter of days, you'll be tan by next Friday. You are in great shape and have always been able to adapt and pick up any sport ever made. You were first place in the Irish Jig Contest in Ireland. If you can do that you can surf. And if you want, you can have fake boobs too!" She says laughing along. "Mom!" I laugh. "It's a small town called Merona Beach. And our house is right on the ocean. It's so beautiful! And you will be going to a public school again for your first year of high school!" I smile and sigh. Thank God, no more private schools. "Alright mom. But if a huge tsunami comes and demolishes the town right as we get there. It's not my fault!" I say. "Alright! I'll tell them that the Rockfords had nothing to do with it." She promises, "Now get to school! You're going to be late."

I go to a school named Puget Sound Upper Academy, Home of the Puget Sound Whales. It's a middle school and high school with snobby rich kids that think they're better than anyone else. I only went to a public school as an elementary schooler for one year. Ever since then, 'I would like to thank the academy!' Scratch that. 'I'd like to CURSE the academy!' There that's more like it. Ughh! I have had spoiled rich kids up in my grill since I was 8. I can't believe I get to go to a public school! One more day of brats and then the bittersweet freedom of summer. I sprint out the door and start on my 10 minute walk to school. Sometimes I ride the bus but today I want some fresh air. I'm half way their when I realize, "Oh My God!" I murmur to myself. My mom's voice starts to ring in my ears, 'Oh come on! You are blonde. Your skin changes in a matter of days, you'll be tan by next Friday.' "Next Friday?" I gasp. It's a Friday today. She's probably already packing and shipping boxes of my stuff to Cali. Well I guess my first day of summer won't be here. I sigh and walk in the doors of my school. I take a good look around. It's the last I'll be seeing of this place. Part of me lets a little sigh escape my lips but the other part smiles. I'm always the new girl. I didn't possibly think I'd be here forever, did I? One more day until yet another new life.