My Direction

Chapter 1

Author's Note: I'm not the best writer but I thank you for starting this book! xD ;) <3

I wrote this on my phone so it's unedited for now, sorry c;

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"Why, Mom!" I yelled at my one and only mother.

"Sweetie, we have to move because I don't want anything to do with your father here!" My mother cried. I felt sorry for her at first, but most mothers go through this, right?

"Fine Mom. I'm only doing this to get away from that disgusting bastard neighbor, Wilson." I groaned.

"Remember Vic, you have to be nice to your neighbors. I also don't want you cussing, especially in front of Grandma like last time." Mom reminded me.

We walked to the car, driving to the airport. With Mom yapping her face of about how wonderful it's going to be in England.

When we got off the airplane, Mom and I grabbed our bags and drove to our new house. It was a huge two-story house. I stared at it, remembering the house we had back in Florida. This house couldn't be mine. I took a look again and imagined myself live in this place; paradise.

We opened the gates and stepped in the beautiful house. I went up to my new bedroom and stared at the blank room. I quickly unpacked, and rushed to my mom.

"Mom, I love it!" I yelled, as the living room echoed.

"That's nice, Sweets. I start my job tomorrow, so right now I'm stopping by the studio to check it out, okay? The moving people with come, just open the door and they'll unload in about an hour. Finish unpacking, and when the people come, you could go ahead and go shopping. See you, love!" Mom finally finished talking.

"Whatevers. Bye, Mom." I said, walking upstairs to my new room.

When I finished unpacking, it was been two hours. The moving people came, and unloaded the stuff.

I showered and changed into a white tanktop, with a sleeveless blue vest. I changed to black jeans, and curled my blonde hair at the ends. I wore on mascara, eyeliner, and some red lipstick. I grabbed my red converse, and brushed my hair to the side.

I took out my phone and looked on Google Maps for the nearest Starbucks.

I ran outside, and walked to Starbucks.

Victoria, I'm at the studio! It looks so big! (((: <3 -Mom

I rolled my eyed and ignored the text. I walked to the cashier.

"Can I get a Carmel Frapp with double whipp." I told the cashier.

"Name?" The cashier asked.

"Vic." I told him with a slight smile.

I stood next to the pickup place and waited. Suddenly, I saw a tall shadow raise over me. I turned an saw a tall blondie, wearing a blue T-shirt, and some black jeans. He looked like one of those guys from that girly boy band.

"What do you want?" I said carelessly.

"Hi. I came over to say, you dropped your phone." He smiled, holding a blackberry in his hand.

"Thanks, blondie." I smirked grabbing my Starbucks.

"True I'm blonde, but so are you. Don't be mean!" Blondie complained in an Irish Accent.

"So what, never said I wasn't." I replied.

"Hey! Do you know who I am?" He said angrily.

"Narry Halik, right?" I questioned.