-1Chapter 1

I came out of my lime green room, and walked down the stairs to the living room. I put my luggage and purse next to the door, and sat down on the big, green couch for one last time. I was leaving my beautiful Miami home, and moving to Wyckoff, New Jersey.

I lived with my mom and step-dad in Miami, Florida, and my dad had recently gotten remarried. He lived in Wyckoff, New Jersey with my older sister and best friend, Ally. We hadn't seen each other in 2 years, and I was so excited to see her, but in a way I was scared. My father wasn't the best father in the world, and I was scared of him being back in my life. Of course I wasn't going to admit this to anyone, not even Ally.

Since my father had gotten remarried, he and my step-mom really wanted me to move in with them. I wouldn't have agreed if it wasn't for Ally. We hadn't seen each other in forever, and I wasn't about to give up a chance to live with my sister. I had agreed to live with them for 2 months, and would decide if I wanted to stay or go home after that.

I grabbed my green iPod Nano and started listening to a band Ally had told me about. The Jonas Brothers. They were actually really good, and I really liked them. I started listening to Hold On, one of my favorites. The lyrics drifted along in my head while I sang along.

"We don't have time left to regret. Hold on.

And we'll take more than common sense. Hold on.

So stop your wondering take a stand. Hold on.

There's more to life than just to live. Hold On.

Cause an empty room, can be so loud.

There's to many tears to drown them out so hold on.

Hold on. Hold on. Hold on."

"Great singing honey", my mom said as she walked into the room. My mom, Annie, was very pretty. She was blonde, skinny, tan, had big brown eyes, and a great sense of fashion. I looked a lot like her mom, except I had long dark brown hair with dark blonde highlights.

I had inherited my mom's brown eyes, straight hair, and sense of style. I wore a mini-skirt, green tank-top, pink and grey sweater, and green rocket dogs.

"Lily? Are you ready to go?" She asked me.

"Yea." I grabbed my stuff, and headed for the door. I said good-bye to my step-dad, and put my luggage in the back of my mom's black Durango. I got in the front seat and my mom drove me to the airport.