Hello, this is weird for me because I have added two chapters in one day. This chapter is dedicated to my bored buddy, Unicorn. (@xXBrokenLyricsXx) It’s true that I give all of my friends animal names. Jessie’ is a Zebra. Her nickname is Satch. But she doesn’t like it.
If you are ever bored or something check out Unicorn. Cos she is super awesome and a great person to chat with. Hmmmm, well, I guess… Errr, well.
Wait, you think I am stalling? No! Well, maybe. I am just nervous cos I am not sure if you actually like it. Please vote and/or comment if you like it. So that way I know! <3
Okay, chapter three is here.
Hehe, no need to fear, chapter three is here! <3
Okay. Done.
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PS This title has sarcasm BTW. Same as the first chapter. :D
Chapter Three: Yippee, we’re here
Dear Diary,
Life as I know is over. We just drove in our new car to our new house. We’re going to go broke and life as we know it will be double over.
I may sound like I am over exaggerating. BUT I AM NOT. Man, I think Caitlyn has the SAME EXACT THOUGHT. We both aren’t happy with mum. I mean, right if we were still in America, I’d just be waking up and Caitlyn would be working at the bakery.
But, no. We’re stuck in our new house. Okay, I should stop ranting and see if I can find something cool about this house. I’ll be searching for hours, I know it.
Well, I have to go.
Love,
Phoebe
This house, I have to say is pretty nice. Much nicer than the apartment we live in. It’s like a mansion in America but here, it’s the smallest house in the neighbor hood. Mum jumps out of the car as soon as it comes to a complete stop.
“We’re home.” Mum starts to cry.
I grunt.
“C’mon mum. You can’t really be happy about this stupid move. This is the worst thing that’s happened in my life.” Caitlyn complains.
“Oh, really? Is this worse than when Brian kidnapped you?”
“Of course. Atleast I got fed nice food!”
“Quit whining. You’re too old to be acting like a child.”
“Memememe, I’ll do what I want.”
“No you won’t.”
“Geez, mom. Do you always have to be a buzzkill?”
I laughed. “Nice one, Kate.”
We fist pumped and then daddy shoved us into the mansion, I mean house. The house/mansion was really nice. There were three floors and three master bedrooms. When we got to the main floor,
“I call this bedroom.”
“No, it’s ours.” Mum replied putting her hand in daddys.
“Too bad. You’re not the one who got dragged out of their will to a whole new FREAKING COUNTRY!”
“Ugh. Fine.” Mum gave up.
“Finally something has went my way.” I say. “Hey, Caitlyn, wanna share this room with me? We can just bring one of the queens from whichever room they don’t use to this room when the movers get here.”
“Sure.”
We heard a beep outside. “The movers are here.” Daddy said.
We all crammed through the door and the dudes started to bring out box by box. Mine came out first so I got mine brought to my room first.
I started to rip open the first box, the largest of them all and found my comforter and pillows. I sprawl them out on the super soft mattress and ly down. Okay, so maybe this isn’t so bad.
If mummy and daddy can start to get some awesome food, then, I might start to like it here.
Wait. No. I can’t like it here. I must fight back and move back to America. This isn’t good if I am starting to like it here.
So, to get my sense back, I smack myself in the face, just as Caitlyn and a man with a few boxes come in.
“Nice, Phoebs.” Caitlyn laughs.
I smile innocently.
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