Lights

Family Meeting

thing!

"Kim, Kim!" What does that Brat want now? "What do you want, B?!" I shout back. "Family meeting!" She replies, with a hidden note of reluctance "Ok, one sec!" I walk downstairs hearing whispers and squeals. I have

a feeling of reluctance too, the last family meeting was basically to set our lives out for us, but I don't want that. I want to be famous, I want to see my face on every "Vogue" magazine I walk past. I want to be an actress, A model too.

When I get Inside the living room, I see my parents and Brooklyn standing there. My dad Is from Nigeria and my mum is mixed race; Nigerian and English. My sister Brooklyn Is a quarter cast, her hair Isn't as long as mine, but she is beautiful. she has a toned, perfect body and legs to die for!

her eyes are a light Hazel, while mine are like a dark Brown. Anything, and I mean everything would look good on Brooklyn.

Looks like my sister can't keep her mouth shut, because within 2 minutes, she shouts; "we're going to America for six weeks!" I almost faint.

America, America. I guess we are going to America.

A long time ago, I wanted to go to America with my family.

My plan was to go there and stay there, Of course, New York Is where dreams come true and I can have a shot at my acting career there.

If not then I could always come back, right?

I look at my parents, they look back at me as if they want to see how I've taken it, we aren't moving there so there isn't really anything to take. Actually let me re-phrase this; they're not moving.

I've made a decision; I'm moving.