chapter 1 (finally! !!)

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I stared at him in shock,  we're moving? Leaving behind everything we know?

To be honest I didn't care though,  I didn't care about anything anymore apart from my dad he was the only thing keeping me living and not thinking of ending my pathetic life.

"Fine," I said in a monotone. If America is what he wants then I will go.

"We are leaving tomorrow morning, so you need to pack now," he said with no expression.

Ok...

I turned around and started walking not saying bye because we didn't need another person to say that word.

I opened my wardrobe staring at the content it was split In two halves.One showed my colourful clothing from before when my heart was full of joy and the other was my new clothing which is as pitch black as my heart. 

I started to pack my black clothing into my first bag. Once this was done I stared warily at the preppy clothes I used to wear,I was having an internal battle on whether to bring them or not, in the end I threw them in to.

The next day....

My dad was speeding down the motorway towards the airport,  music blared in our car.

My mum and Tom used to hate music preferring laughter and happiness to  fill the silence.

But now the happiness and laughter was gone so we resorted to music to fill the emptiness.

I could see the airport coming into view.

My dad swirved left to the entrance. Only nine hours till we arrived California.

9hours later.....

I was being shaken awake by an unknown force.

"Time to get off the plane Pips,"
A soft voice whispered in my ear.

I opened my eyes slowly to see my dad looking at me lovingly and sadly whilst I woke up probably thinking about mum i thought. I have been told to many times that we look like clones.

As soon as my eyes opened fully and he knew that I was awake his eyes hardened fractionally. The facade of love gone.

We got to the collection place for luggage.Dad's bag came first a dark blue battered old thing, then came my preppy pink suitcase.

All that was left was my normal dark style bag.

We waited and waited but it didn't come.

Suddenly a voice came through on the loud speaker.

"We are sorry to inform you lady's and gentlemen but three bags have gone missing from the flight from Heathrow London airport.One red bag,a dark green one and a black one with silver rhinestones on it,"

My eyes went wide,I'm sure nobody else had a black rhinestone bag like I have, I made sure to get something that sticks out among the suitcases but is still black.

Shit

I'm stuck dressing preppy.

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Do you think I should make this into a werewolf book or not I've thought of plots for both, please tell me I'm having an internal battle with myself !

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