~About the Story~
Amy has had many adventures. But has she had way too many? When she was 4, her mom had a baby who was infected with a disease and died at her birth. When she was 7, her dad was brutally murdered. After his death, her mother had a heart attack and Amy was orphened at the age of 8. But, many bad things have happened to Amy, but will the final adventure steal hope, the only thing Amy has left in her life? Read The Unseeable to find out..... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Please?! You trust me to babysit Chris and Riley! Why can't you trust me to go to L.A by myself?" I asked my foster dad for the millionth time. The white Swizerland snow whirled outside, and I was about to give up.
"No. Amy I'm sorry, but L.A is just to far, and your only 19," her dad said with caution. All I want to do is go to L.A for the summer to hang out, but no, some people haven't heard of trust.
"Dad please! Please! Please! Please!" I blurted.
"No," he said.
"AUGHAUGHAUGHAUGH!!!!!!!!" I grunted as I ran up stairs. I threw open my door and yanked open my closet. I threw on my White Hollister Hood,and replaced my Cargo's with Black Skinny Jeans, and swiped on a White Beanie Hat. I went over to my dresser, and straightened my beautiful blonde hair. Many of my friends wished they had hair like me, but I thought my hair was normal. I put on my Uggs, and my white gloves. I ran downstairs, got my car keys, threw open the door, and rode off in my red BMW. Seemed like only my day was going bad.
10 minutes later, I was at my favorite cafe with my best friend Jacob. He had ordered a black coffee with an english muffin, while I angryily sat down and threw my gloves onto the table.
"What's wrong? Frostbite?" he joked.
"Not funny Jacob!!!" I grunted.
"Sheesh." he said offended.
"I'm sorry, its just my parents won't let me go to L.A." I huffed.
"Did you tell them the real reason why?" he asked
I shook my head. If I had told them the real reason why, he would banish me form going to L.A forever. The real reason was, my foster parents had always wanted a girl who will become something big. My foster mom had a miscaraige with her first baby, so they adopted me and my othr two younger siblings, Chris and Riley. But I had decided when I grow up, I'll become a Fashion Designer. And that was my dream. You see, three weeks ago, I had gotten a call from Top Models Co., saying they loved my paper on fashion designing and wanted to offer a job. But they had said I have to come to L.A for all the job details. And now here I was, begging my parents for an oppurtunity.
"I can't. They want me to become, one of those people who study medicine, and like help other people get better, and make a fortune. Whatever."
"Doctors," Jacob said, "There called doctors. Hey let me come to your house, maybe I can convince them."
"You probably won't be able to, but we can try." I said. Jacob called for the check, and then I got into my BMW and rode off to my house. Jacob followed in his White Mustang. But I didn't know, Jacob would be my ticket to L.A.
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Is it too long? Sorry two times. Once for if its too long. And second for leaving you on a cliff hanger.
