Exceptions of love

Introduction

(This part is narrated by the main character Stacey)

I never thought I would fall in love... It's so dramatic.

I'm Stacey Johnson and in my perspective being a teenager is the worst thing anyone can ask for. Why don't everyone just stay kids or just born adults? Kids want to be teenagers, adults want be teenagers but teenagers don't wanna be teenagers. it's just a weird loop. I'm near ending my teenage and I wish to turn 20 soon only 3 more years! It's so depressing thinking about things that maybe doesn't even matter to some people. Maybe the things we worry about aren't even the things we should worry about. Why do we humans tend to make everything so difficult?

One of the hardest things is to shift your house. I don't know, what my dad was thinking. Buying a house in London and especially a really old one which hasn't been used since who knows how long? It was built after the World-war I.

I would have to leave everything behind.
My city, my school, my friends, most of my furniture.

My friend jenny, a skinny and tall girl with some normal features but amazingly beautiful hazel eyes. They almost look crimson in the sun light but indeed are Hazel. She and I have been friends since kinder garden. It's sad, that now I will probably not see her again. Most of the friendships break like this. One of the friends move to somewhere else and the other one makes new friends and forgets old friend. I'm afraid she will forget me.

Fred Johnson, my father is an architect we mostly shift our house because of his work. He said this will be the last time shifting our houses. It's weird I feel sad because maybe deep down I thought that we could come back here in New York. Mum doesn't live with us. Divorce is a really common thing nowadays, but I'm happy that both of them are enjoying their lives. It's kind of sad that mum and dad was not meant for each other. I remember how dad told be stories that how he met my mom.
It always sounded so magical and astonishing. I thought they were made for each other. Then I realized that, fairytales only look good in the books. That they are not real. Reality is far mire cruel than cinderella just suddenly finding a fairy godmother. It doesn't work that way.

After my parents divorce, I stopped believing in true love. It's just a matter of priorities and understanding. Love, for me is meaningless. But sometimes I do wonder, if I will ever fall in love? I wonder who that person might be like, who will make me fall in love.