Intro.

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"Aww Jordan girl we are going to miss you" my best friend Christina said hugging me, along with Joey and Chanel hugging me.

"Jay let's go, we are going to miss the flight" my mom said walking past me and tapping me on the butt.

I watched as my mom, this short little white lady hop in the front seat of the white escalade, putting her sunglasses on.

I started tearing up. "Guys I'm going to miss you" I said hugging them all again.

Joey walk up to me grabbing my arm as I turned around.

"Comere" he said turning me around.

He instantly wrapped his arms around, pulling me into a hug, he kissed my forehead before letting go of me.

Joey is like my crush/best friend. We always had feelings for each other, but idk we just never got to that point. I mean there is no point in trying now because I'm moving.

I picked my Victoria secret duffel bag up and got in the car, rolling down the windows waving to my friends.

"Ya ready to roll" my dad said turning around and looking at me.

I just laughed, my dad is funny.

Well he isn't really my dad and my mom really isn't my mom, but then again they are.

I'm adopted. Angelina and brad weren't able to have kids, so when I was ten they adopted me.

We are currently moving to LA because of my dad's job. My dad is a heart surgeon, and my mom is a OBGYN. They make a very good amount of money but I'm not one to brag.

I actually like to keep the amount of money my parents make to myself, it's just not something I share with everyone.

We arrived at the airport, I watched as a man loaded all of our bags on to a cart. My dad checked are bags in and they were sent away. I kept my backpack.

We sat in this airport in Florida, I had my headphones on listening to "pyramid x Frank Ocean".

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We pulled up to a house.

"Alright Jay all your furniture is in your room, along with your boxes" my dad said

"Okay, wait where are you going?" I asked confused, opening the car door

"I have to stop at the hospital" he said

Me and my mom got out of the car, grabbing our bags from the trunk. We walked into the house.

I actually really like it, it felt really homie.

"Your rooms downstairs" my mom said walking into the kitchen.

"Ahh I have a down stairs room, mom with the come up" I said being sarcastic

I trotted down the stairs with my duffel bag and backpack. I walked around looking around.

I was in like the basement and there was like a door to the basement, It was almost like I had my own floor there was the big tv with our couch and stuff. I walked around and I found two bedrooms, I went into the room that had my stuff in it. There were lots of boxes that had my name on them.

I just set my stuff down and plopped on my bed, I looked around the room.

I got up quickly walking into my bathroom, which was also in my room and I looked around. It was a good size, I was so happy the shower head came from the ceiling.

I went upstairs, and went into the kitchen. I found my mom sitting on the ground unpacking plates out of a box, I walked around and went to the fridge.

"Do we have food" I asked about to open the fridge

"No we don't, I can tell your dad to bring home a pizza?" She said looking at the plates and unwrapping them

"Well how about I go explore and get us some food" I asked

"Um well our cars aren't here yet, the only one that was shipped right away was the escalade,and obvi your dad has it" she said standing up

"Aw what am I supposed to do? When are the other cars being flown in?" I asked whining

"Oh stop whining Jay, they are coming tomorrow, and I don't know why don't you unpack your room"she said laughing, as she reached up putting dishes away.

"Do you wanna help me madre?" I said sweetly

"Aha no,ah we should find a salon around here huh" my mom said running her fingers through my hair

"Yea I know,I gotta catch up, I'm losing my tan, my nails are rough, and my hair is growing out" I said playing with my hair

"A,right well if I'm not on call we can go tomorrow and do all that stuff, because I need to get my nails done too" she said looking at her nails

My mom doesn't get fake nails because she is a doctor , she just gets her cuticles fixed and things.

"Ah and you can go tan in the back yard, go look" she said pointing to the back sliding glass doors

I walked over to the back,and I went out and I saw we lived off the beach, I walked through the sand,running my bare feet through the sand,and I stood there talking in LA,as the wind blew through my hair, I thought about all the new things I have to do here. Is living in LA going to be fun? I hope bro.

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