After the separation, me and my dad moved to California and my mom well, god knows where she is. But my dad had a huge house built for us and he got to keep his mayor job and all. I was kinda happy we were moving because I get a fresh start at life. I mean new friends, new house, new everything. before we moved I lived way across the state in North Carolina. Anyway I was happy and that's all that matters. When we moved I just turned eleven and for a little bit I went to a public school but when I got thirteen I told my dad I hated it and wanted a new school. My dad new I loved dancing and I was very good at it and I was old enough for The study of Arts so.... I was quickly enrolled. My dad always new I had a big thing for dance. He would look at me dance around the house or in the mall, basically where ever I was I just danced. I've always got straight A's and I never failed any test in my life. He new once he put me in the arts, I was gonna be on top.
