Day 11
I made myself throw up this morning so I didn't have to go to school and face everyone.
All day I was getting texts from Natalie asking where I was. I ignored them, I didnt want to talk to anyone.
I got a call from mom around noon, she asked me if I could run to the store and buy pickles. Yes pickles, I dont know why and Im not sure I want to know.
I used my money since mom could pay me back and put on a sweater even though it was 30°C outside.
As I stepped outside I noticed a moving van unpacking boxes next door. That house has beem empty for about 6 months so it might be good to finally have some neighbors.
I went to the store and bought mom pickles still very confused as to why she wanted them.
When I walked up to my house this cute young guy about my age stepped out of the front door to the house next door. He was like omg, no words. He was so cute I almost fainted, I swear. Boys like that dont go to my school. He walked up to the fence that separates next doors garden from ours and waved for me to go to him. A little confused to why he, the amazingly cute guy wanted to talk to a little dork like me, I walked over to him. He asked me my name and I told him Alexandria. He told me his name was Jordan. He also said he had moved from New York to California. He had a thick American accent that sounded like a dream........wait, do dreams have a sound? Well if they dont, something that sounded super close to what a dream would probably sound like. We got talking for a while and I found out he moved here with his dad because his parents just got divorced. I felt sorry for him because my mom and dad just split and its one of the worst feelings ever. I told him that I was now living with my mom and a few other things I can't quite recall.
We must have been talking for a while because before I knew it mom was beeping the car horn at me telling me to move off the driveway.
I must have been staring at him because I was shocked when mom came back outside clicking her fingers infront of my face trying to get my attention, did I mention he was cute?
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Rich Girl Not So Rich
General FictionAlexandria is a 14 year old teenager. She has everything she could ever ask for, so why isn't she happy?