For The Love of A Daughter

moving day

*Demetriana's POV*

*beep beep beep beep*

I groaned as I heard my alarm clock wake me up for school.

"Demi!! Come here, honey!" My parents said to me.

Before I go, I'm gonna tell you about myself. I'm Demetriana Valderez and I'm 13. I was adopted but I don't know who my birth mother is. I want to meet her so badly.

I run down the stairs ready to hear what they want to say to me.

"Hi honey, sit down" they were acting weirder than usual.

"What's going on?" I was curious by now since I have seen that they were really upset.

"We are moving to Texas!" I didn't understand what the bad part about it was.

"Okay, when do we move?" I was very happy right now.

"After school. We will pick you up."

"You can say goodbye to your friends today" right, about friends. I told my parents that I had a lot of friends so that they wouldn't expect anything. You know.

I said I had to go because the bus was outside. I snuck out the back of the house and I walked to school.
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As soon as I stepped through the door, all eyes were on me. I didn't know what to do... I was panicking at the moment. Oh, I also didn't mention that I have frequent anxiety attacks.

I pushed my way through the crowd. I bumped into the wrong person. Marianna. I couldn't help but try and run but she kicked me to the ground before I actually could try.

"If you ever, bump into me again, I will kill you myself" she said. I didn't want to risk telling her that I'm leaving for good because then she'd try and give me a goodbye bruise.

I picked up my stuff and went to my first class which is Social Studies.

I barely managed to get through day when my mom showed up and picked me up.

"How was school? I have our plane tickets right up there if you want to get them down for me" she said pointing to the ceiling of the car where the flap was.

"Yeah, okay and school was fine. What about school in L.A?" I asked scared.

"Oh, we are getting you into a private school." I was by now thinking that all of the rich snobby kids would be there.

I couldn't help but hold my breathe.
This was going to be the worst move ever. I can't stand my life.