Oh my god. This cant be happening to me, to us. What is she thinking.
My mother wants to move.
To New York.
With...Mike?
Omigod!! I cant!!
What about my life here in California? What about all the nice beaches and hot guys who fail to notice me? What about school?!!?
As I have a mental break down my mother smiles and snaps me back to reality.
" Sweetie isn't it wonderful , just think in a couple hours we'll be living in the big city with all the famous people " she says.
I roll my eyes, what a joke. I stand up while shaking my head slowly.
" Mom...you have no idea what you're talking about, people come to California to live their dreams or did you not notice the big HOLLYWOOD sign outside our window!!!!!! " I all but yell at her. Running to my room and slamming the door shut, I flop onto my king size bed.
I don't care if my life isn't as fabulous as they make it seem in the movies when they're living in Hollywood , my life is good enough. I don't need fancy cars and clothes, I don't even like leaving the safety of my room every morning to go to school,let alone move NYC where there are billions of people outside your front door rushing to get where they need to go. GOD!!??!! Why must you hate me so? I know you're probably thinking " What's the big deal ? " and " your problems aren't real problems ..." And I know you're probably giving me the whole " They're people out there who..." Speech. Well not to sound like a bitch but I'm not those people and I am very thankful for that. Also everyone has their own problems, some greater than others , some...totally irrelevant but they're still problems. And at this point mine are giving me a headache .
I groan and sit up as something catches my attention.
"Did she say a COUPLE of hours??!!" I wonder aloud. My eyes grew the size of saucers , I bolt out of my room and down the hall to my mothers room. Slamming the door open I glare at my mom.
"I'm sorry, did you say a couple of hours?" I ask , my voice low and fierce.
My mom smiles up at me from her spot on the bed and nods then says " Yep, 8:00 to be exact . "
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When Fairytales Invade Reality(under construction )
RomanceWhen Monica is torn from her pathetic life in Cali to go live with her mothers new hubby and his bitch daughter in NYC, Monica learns that everything is not always what it seems. Especially for a teen witch like herself. Join Monica in her journey t...
