Chapter One:
Marta Hale, sat crying, outside of her custody trial..Her parents were fighting for her..She was still getting over their divorce, and now she had to deal with this? She didn't know why they had to hurt her so much..
Her father, had already gotten custody of her younger brother Michael..And her mother had gotten custody of Michael's twin, Marissa...Marta was shocked by how they ripped her little sister and brother apart..They were twins! How could her parents be so evil? Marta didn't even think it was heathy to be with her mother..She was a booze-soaked, drug snuffer...That was the reason why her parents broke-up...She would rather be with her father.
Marta's POV
The time went by very slow..I just wanted to get this over with..So, when my father came out, I almost sighed in relief...I hugged my father, who I had just realized was crying, we both sat down, I looked confusedly at my Father.
"Daddy..What's wrong?" I asked
"Baby-girl, I don't know how to say this..but..." My father said, but I cut him off
"But, what?" I asked
"I didn't get custody of you..You're mother did" Dad said
"What?! Mom got custody of me? I..I...Do you really want me living with a coke addict?" I asked, tears streaming down my face
"No..Do you think I want you exposed to drugs anymore? I tried my hardest to get you and your siblings with me..I did, Blondie" Dad said
"Since when do you call me 'Blondie'?" I asked
"Since I heard Summer call you it" Dad said, I smiled slightly
"Dad..I don't want to live with her" I said
"Sweetie..I know..Come here" Dad said
I gave him a hug..I don't want to live with Mom..I don't want
to turn out like her..I can't...I just want to go home now.
End POV
Marta walked into her new home, later that day...Her mom had lost the house, so they were living in an apartment...It was small, and dirty..Marta sighed disgustedly, and jumped onto the orange couch, next to the small kitchen..Starting to cry..Her mother had given her the keys and directions to their new apartment and going off with her new hippie boyfriend, Pedro...Pedro...He was a Mexican-hippie...He was from Mexico..He dressed and talked like a hippie...So, that's what she called him..He was also her mother's drug-dealer...She still couldn't believe her own mother had ruined a almost perfect marriage, for drugs..and booze..And Pedro...She didn't want to think about this anymore..It was getting sickening and she was tired of crying over it..So, she thought of something that made her happy...Her crush..
Zack..Zack Mooneyham..She was thinking about him, if she wasn't thinking of something else..There was just something about him, that she loved...He was sweet, gentle, suave and charming..Also good-looking...Everyone would think that Marta would have a crush on someone like..Freddy..But, that was sick to even think of..Freddy was her cousin..She was thinking of going to live with Eleni, her other cousin, and Freddy..She even asked her mom..But, she said no...So, she was stuck in this dump of an apartment.
Leaning back, Marta started to fall asleep on the small, orange couch..Thinking of her life..The good and bad parts of it..Wishing everything was back to how it was before all this shit had happened..Her eye-lids starting to droop..Her brain starting to settle on one thing, she was going to dream of..Her brain picked Zack..And that is what she wanted it to be.
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A/N: How do you guys like this story so far??? I know..It could never compare to "Diary of Kathryn Brown"..But, I can try, can't I??? Thanks to everyone who read this so far!!! Please review and tell me what you think about it so far!!!