Hi! It's me! Haven't posted or updated in a while! This fanfiction is about Nina and Fabian's daughter Emmie. Emmie is 12.

Emmie POV

I haven't seen my mom since I was three. My parents filed a divorce. My mom told me to stay with dad, so I have a better life here in England. I'm part American so, I guess mom is American. I haven't even heard from her in 9 years! Aunt Amber and Aunt Patricia told me about her, though. They told me she had beautiful long dirty blonde wavy hair and pretty greenish eyes. Her favorite song was Secret by The Pierces, go figure! Uncle Eddie told me he was her "protector" whatever that means. I'm going on a trip with my History class to America, all around America! Each and every state, I'll ditch to try and find her, Aunt Amber, my Godmother, told me her name, Nina Hayley Martin, how pretty! I'll search through all the phone books, white pages, whatever till I find her, I spend 6 hours in each state so that will give me time. My best friend Joella agreed to help me. My plane leaves in 45 minutes, luckily the airport is only 5 minutes away! Aunt Amber is taking me. She always lets me sit in the front, unlike my dad. I heard Aunt A's car.

"Bye, dad! See you in a week!" I said and hugged him

"Don't get in to any trouble, Emmie!" he said as I walked out.

I got into Aunt Amber's car, she had baby Rachel with her. She has another daughter my age, my bff Joella.

"Hey, bunny!" she said. I love that she calls me bunny.

"Where's Joella?" I asked my aunt. Then I remembered aunt Patricia's daughter Cassie lives right next door.

"Helping Cassie with her bags." Aunt Amber replied. About 5 seconds later I heard Cassie open the door.

"Emmie, push over!" Cassie said. The front seat fits us all except Rachel.

"Emms, you look so much like your mom, just with your dad's hair." Aunt Amber stated, out of nowhere.

"I do. Thank you!" I said.

"So, does anyone know our first state?" Joella asked.

"Connecticut." I answered.

"Cool!" she said.

"Girls, we're here!" Aunt Amber said. We got our bags out of the trunk, loaded my backpack with a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hairbrush, my Hunger Games book, my ipod and my journal. The girls did the same. We fled through security said bye to Aunt Amber and boarded our plane, America here we come, mom here I come!