Chapter 3

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Steffie POV

I didn't read any further, I was stunned, this couldn't be true, I never ever won anything in my life. I looked up seeing my parents looking expectantly at me "Y-yes?" I stuttered "Well how much do we get?" my dad asks. "E-excuse me?" I stuttered again, "Did you open my mail? Like seriously? That's invasion of privacy!" I suddenly yelled at them.

I grabbed the envelope and the letter, running upstairs, not bothering about dinner. I wasn't hungry anyway.

In my room I read the letter completely. Could it be true? Is this a joke? Did my parents make this up? No it can't be otherwise they wouldn't ask for money. I read the letter again and just to be sure I pinched my arm really hard "Ow what the hell" note to self, don't pinch that hard next time. Okay so it's real I'm not dreaming.

"This is my way out of here" I mumbled to myself. You see I've always dreamed of going on a trip around the world or at least going to America, especially LA or New York.

You might say, well you can go there on a holiday, but no, I want to live there, not just visit it for a week or two. I want to breathe the same air, walk the same pavements, but mostly I want to get out of crazy Belgium, with its four seasons a day.

I know I have my family and friends here, but to be honest. I feel lonely around all those people. They make me feel like I miss something big.

Anyway I can't go anywhere yet, I still have my year to finish and also I have this amazing concert by Demi Lovato to go to. I know it's a shared concert with Enrique Iglesias, but hey, he's hot, for straight girls and gay guys I guess. Yes as you just find out I'm a lesbian, I'm not out and about, only a few friends on twitter know this.

Okay I've made up my mind, I'm going to America, but not yet. First I've got to finish my year and I've got an awesome concert to attend. "Good, now one more thing. My parents.."

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