A/N - Hihi, thanks for reading this story it means a lot ^^
I don't really wanna say too much and get on because I'm eager to start my first story so ,let's go!
Since two years ago, your life has been a living hell, and it's getting worse each passing day. You were sick of being fought over by your parents. Of course, you had a choice in who you wanted to live with, but you left it up to them.
You loved them equally, no way you could just easily chose a side. Why did they have to divorce? Well, you never really knew. It was just so sudden.
Your mom won the battle. She took full custody of you. A 16 year old girl. You could only see your dad one weekend a month. You did have a choice in who you wanted to live with, but you left it up to them.
And what could possibly make things worse? Your mom found a new boyfriend after 4 months. And 2 months after that, you moved in with him.
" Y/N ,please we need to go now! " your mum screamed from the bottom of the stairs.
Your mom was very eager to get there but you seemed to be the opposite.You didn't like big change and , boy oh boy , this was a big change for you.You had to move school , leave all your friends, keep memories of the place you grew up it but this was going to change sooner or later.You knew ever since your dad left.
You snapped back to reality and quickly had a shower , brushed your teeth , did your hair in a messy bun and put on ( picture below ) .
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* time skip *
"(Y/n), we're almost there." Your mother spoke in an excited tone in attempt to cheer you up. You rolled your eyes and looked out the window. You haven't spoken much to her the past couple months. How could she do this to you?
Today, Friday, was your last day at your old school, and you were going to be attending a rich person school starting Monday. Great.
You pulled up in a driveway to a large house. A mansion, you could say. You got out of the car, grabbing your suitcase and backpack. Your mom rang the doorbell, and seconds later a tall man opened the door. The sight of them kissing made you want to throw up. "(Y/n), good to see you again dear." He said. You faked a smiled and bowed in politeness. He told you where your room was, and you immediately went there. Up the stairs, down the hall, last door on the right. You walked in the room and froze.
It was decorated with your paintings hanging on the wall, pictures of you and your friends on your desk, a single pink rose in a small vase in front of your window, blue curtains, and a grey floral bed set. It was almost exactly as you would have made it. 'Did mom do this..?' You thought to yourself.
You set your suitcase down and started to put things away. Underwear and socks in the top drawer of your dresser, pants on the second, and pajamas in the third. You hung your shirts in the closet by color order.
