I was 12 when it started, I had moved from Tennessee all the way to California. I had to live with my grandma, my mom passed away. They were going to send me to live with my dad... but then he was out of the picture as fast as you can say I. So I'm moving in with her, they say she's nice but I wasn't sure what to expect...
One Week Later
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I'm in the cab, on my way there. I'm just thinking, what if she doesn't like me? Whats if she thinks i'm not as perfect as my sister? All these thoughts are flooding my head, and i don't know what to do. When I get to Weaverville I instantly go get some Starbucks. "Hi how can we help you today?" says the cashier. "Um... Can i get a 12oz blended snowy mocha?" I say as a question, as if she'd say anything other than yes. "Sure, would that be it for today?" "Yes." I say half hearted, not even on purpose. "Uhh... um ok, that'd be $3.25." "Here." i say as i pull out the $3.25 i owe, and hand it to her. I go sit down at a table and pick up a magazine. About a minute later the cashier says, "One 12oz blended snowy mocha." I get up still reading this section about Cameron Dallas, which by the way was quite interesting. Then all of the sudden I bump into a girl who looks to be about my age, with blond hair, and she's sort of short. We both fall down and say ouch. Then i say, "I'm sorry." and give her a hand up. "I'm Averee." she says with a smile. "Hi, I'm sorry... wait! no. ha I'm Chelsea. Nice to meant you."
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Belonging
Teen FictionThis book is about a 16 year old, her name is Chelsea. She doesn't feel like she... belongs, you know? Till she meets her best friend, who turns her life around. It's not just that simple though... it never is. She meets Blake, this sweetheart who l...
