Once upon a time ther was a girl... No I'm just kidding. This is not a fairytail with happy endings ands happily ever afters. Or is it? I don't know. You will see later. But back that business. I'm Olivia. I live in Sweden and this is my story of how my life changed forever. I know what you are thinking. If you are swedish why are you writting on english? You will get your answers as you keep on reading. Lets go.
So this is me. As you know my name is Olivia. I'm 13 years old. I live in a small town named Gävle. I know what you are thinking now. What is that letter ä. I know you don't know the letter. It's a swedish letter. But back to me. I play American football and sing in a chore. My best friends names are Gabriella and Frida. And I allsow have a boyfriend named Derec. I live in a small house with my mum and dad. I allsow have a white cat named Snowball. He's 3 years old. But know let's take a look at my life where the story begins.
Monday:
I sit in my room chatting with Derec and listen to One Direction on youtube. We talk about school, food, the park and much more. Then the song What makes you beautiful ends I'm putting on a new song. I thought I put on One thing but then I hear the melody of What makes you beautiful comes on and I don't recognise it. I go on the 'youtube page' and see a girl that looks like me.
Me: ''What the hell is this?'' I watch the titel. 'Cimorelli and One Direction what makes you beautiful.' Who are these girls called Cimorelli? I search on Cimorelli and watch a lot of there videos. I love them from the start. But who is that girl that looks like me. I see that they have done a cover of heart attack that is one of my absolute favorite songs. I click on it.
C: Hey, I'm Christina.
K: I'm Katherine.
Li: I'm Lisa.
A: I'm Amy.
La: I'm Lauren.
D: I'm Dani.
Her name is Dani. That is a clue. But now I will listen to the song.
All: And were Cimorelli.
C: And we are gonna do heart attack by Demi Lovato.
Mum: ''Dinner is ready!''
Me: ''Comming!''
I walk downstairs and smell chicken and rise. My favorite. I love chicken. But not as much as I love chickenwings. With hot sause. Mmm. I see mum setting up for dinner. Dad is not here as usual. He is working late again. I sit down and start taking food.
Mum: ''How was school today? How did the test go?''
Me: ''Great I think.''
Mum: ''You think?''
My mum whants me to have every right on every test and follow in her steps and dads steps and be a doctor. My parents acculy met in college when they both were studying for being doctors and they fell in love and then they had me. And now they whant the same for me.
Me: ''I don't know. We get the tests back on thursday when I have history again.''
Mum: ''Ok.''
Me: ''Mum?''
Mum: ''Yes sweetie.''
Me: ''Am I adopted?''
Mum: ''What makes you think that?''
Me: ''I saw a video today with a band. And one of the girls looked just like me. The band is Cimorelli. Does it ring a bell?''
Mum: ''Yes. You are adopted. Me and your fatter could not have any own kids so we adopted you.''
Me: ''Excuse me.''
I whent from the table and up to my room. I could not belive it. I looked up Cimorelli on my computer. I looked up there adress. It was spring break on friday and I had a plan. I whent downstairs.
Me: ''Mum? I whant to ask you something. Can I go with Frida to her dad in Småland on Spring break?''
Mum: ''I thought Fridas dad lived in USA.''
Me: ''No. That is her uncle.''
That was a lie. Frida had invited me and I had said maybe. If my mum said yes I would just talk to Frida and then I would see Cimorelli if I could.
Mum: ''Sure. Then your dad and I could have some 'alone time'. You can go.''
Me: ''Thank you so much mum.''
Now the plan was on the move. Now to call Frida. I whent up to my room and called Frida.
One signal... two signals... three signals...
Frida: ''Hello.''
Me: ''Hey, It's Olivia.''
Frida: ''Hey, what do you whant?''
Me: ''I just whant to ask if the invite to USA. I whant to go.''
Frida: ''How Fun. I can't wait. See you in school tomorrow.''
Me: ''Yes, see ya.''
Frida: ''Bye!''
Me: ''Bye!''
// What U think. Please comment. I know I'm not good at writting and my english is not so good but I live in Sweden and that's why Olivia lives in Sweden. New chapter comes soon.
