Brooke's POV
Summers supposed to be fun right? Sleep overs, going to sleep till you can't keep your eyes open, late night phone calls with that special guy, wearing your bikini and going for a tan, shopping, snacking on whatever you want, just having fun. Not staying home all day, indulging in nothing but the television and a phone that no one texts you on except your mom. What about not having that special guy to call because you know it'll only be happening in your dreams. Let's not forget the fact I can't even go shopping or buy whatever snacks I want or even a decent bathing suit cause, let's face it my mom barley has enough to pay for the bill or even my phone. Even though I tell her it's just a waste, I have no friends that want to call me, or text me, or any friends in general for that matter. She says she wants to always be able to 'communicate' with me. Just in case anything happens. That made no sense to me because I'm home all day and we have a house phone. But today, I finally found out what she meant when she gave me this oh so 'exciting' news. I was moving across the country to meet the guy I was supposed to get married to in 5 months. Why? My lovely mother decided this was best for me and it would give me opportunities because they had money. And suprise suprise, they gave her money, for me. My mother just sold me to some rich snobs who's snob son I was gonna have to marry. Was this even legal? If it is America needs a double take on these laws. On top of that I have about 3 hours to pack everything before our little 'intervention' with the snobs before I have to go to the airport with them and we'll be on our way to the lovely Golden Coasts of California.
Better start packing.
A/N: CHAPTER ONE IS UPPPP :)
