More Than I Need

Chapter 1

Destiny's P.O.V.

Ok just to let you know I live in LA and I'm Destiny Sandler. Yeah yeah, my dad is Adam Sandler. And my mom is Jackie Sandler. I'm 15. I also have an 18 year old brother named Luke.

He is moving out soon. But luckily our elderly neighbors moved in with their kids. So he is moving into their old house. My mom and dad are buying it as a graduation gift. Wow a house, and I will probably get a potato.

Tonight is an award show. Dad, Mom, and Luke were invited. And for some odd reason they are forcing me
To come. Luke has acted in some of dad's movies. And like two of moms, mostly dads. He also sings. And what do I do? Crap. I play lots of sports though. Dad wants me to act or sing or do something famous. Mom thinks I'm too young!!! Like what the hell! Luke started when he was 5. I'm 15 and and she says I'm still too young.

I kind of want to do something with sports. I was taken out of my thoughts when...

"Come on Destiny we still need to get you your dress!" My mom yelled from downstairs.

"But I don't wanna wear a dress." I whined. "I would rather wear comfortable clothes."

"Too bad. Get in the car or you won't get anything!" She said

"I don't want anything?" I said interested that she thought I wanted something.

"Nothing? you pretty much can get anything you want"

"You think that since we are rich I want everything!! I'm not like that! You don't even know me, You always are with Luke. And always talk about him! You think he is sooo good that he is an actor and sings. But I'm just some random girl that sleeps in your house! Like what the fuck! Since I do nothing you think I'm like a piece of shit. But have you ever thought I don't do any of the things my whole family does because you WON'T LET ME! GOD!" I yelled. Lately she has forgotten about me and is all over Luke. My mom and I can't go anywhere without fighting. She pays attention to Luke cause he is famous and not worthless. But she doesn't let me do things!!!

"I...." She said but trailed off not knowing what to say.

"Let's get this stupid shit done with." I said walking out to the car.

"Watch your mouth young lady!" My mom snapped at me.

"Oh ok... " I said sticking my middle fingers up at her

The car ride was awkwardly silent.

We got to the mall and we walked into some kinda store with lots of dresses. I don't pay attention to the names cause I don't intend on coming back. But I probably was already here with mom for her red carpets and award stuff. Same when she goes out with dad. She always gets a dress. And she always brings me. She has always wanted me to be into getting dresses and girly things. If she payed more attention she would notice that's never gonna happen.

"How about this one?" My mom said coming over to me with a dress that's so tight it would fit a Barbie doll.

"That ain't happening" I said honestly "Don't you think that's like 100 sizes too small?"

"Sweety, I know you don't like dressing up and all that stuff, but I always bring you out because there is always going to be moments in your life when you NEED to look nice and not like a boy. And I want to show you what kind of things you wear to what. You never wanna dress too fancy or way too casual. It depends on what you are going to.." Mom said. She continued for several more minutes giving me one of her many many manyy fashion lectures. Did I mention she was a model? A fucking annoying model.

I was zoning out and staring off into space. I stopped listening when she said 'going to'. I'm just going to wear a dress to shut her up. The last thing she said was what I heard.