When 18 year old April's dad gets a job for being a coach at a boys only high school, she gets private lessons from some of the teachers. But what will happen when she meets the team.
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My mother died when I was young, my dad was all I had, I never had any siblings. Since I was at least 1 years old, my father had been coaching football he has gained a lot of success and money from it, but I don't want to say that we are rich. We are currently living in Huston Texas, we have been living here since my mom died. I chose to be home schooled but, my father gave me news recently that he had got a coaching job for a collage football team. So it was goodbye Huston and hello Las Angeles. The school allowed me to have private lessons from the teachers at the school to help with my studying. My dad didn't like the idea as it was a boys only school, but after weeks of begging he allowed it.
Soon enough we packed up our things and took a flight to LA, it was a short 4-hour flight, half the time I was reading my book and had a long chat with dad about things in general. Not long after our flight landed, we got a taxi to our new house. Dad came over recently and sorted a majority of things out, like our house and furniture and our car, it was all there at our new house. Dad showed me around, it was a large 4-bedroom house, dad liked having extra rooms and use one as a spare and the other as his office. The kitchen and living area was huge, but the moment I have been waiting for the most is my bedroom, dad didn't have the best taste in things I liked, but he tries the hardest.
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My bedroom was not what I was expecting, there was a large bed that stood in the middle of the room, a large see though door that opened to the balcony, it had a white chair and a very pretty makeup table. There was my own bathroom and my own walk in wardrobe. Straight away I knew that dad didn't do thing, speaking of the devil he knocked on my door.
"You like, or do you hate it?" he said I recognised his face expressing, he was bracing for me to say I hate it, I know him more than anyone.
"Are you kidding me, I love it, I've never seen anything like it, Thanks Dad," I walked up to him and hugged him.
"Glad you do, it's meant for you and any friends that you make, no boys okay tweedy?" Dad has called me tweedy as in tweedy Bird for as long as I can remember, he always reminds me that I'm too precious.
"Well, maybe one day right?" I used my puppy dog eyes it always works.
"That look isn't going to work this time, I ordered Chinese food your favourite, you unpack, and get ready you start the private lessons tomorrow." I nodded to him and walked towards my suit case.
I am the type of girl that likes makeup and shopping, but I just don't have any friends to do it with. I have also never found anyone to impress it for, but I like to do these to make me feel better, dads always busy with football so it's like my own thing.
It's been a few hours, I've unpacked most my things, and had dinner with dad. I'm pretty excited about tomorrow, dad has training with his new team from 12-4pm and between then I have a lesson at 12-1:30. My first English lesson, I'm excited but nervous. I decide to head to bed and rest up for tomorrow, it's been a long day.
This is my first chapter so no hate, let me know what you think and do you like the song its my favourite right now.
