A/N: Hey, this is my new story. Troyella of course. It might be boring the first few chapters, but bear with me. I'm a very discriptive writer and i'm new here, so please, review and tell me how i'm doing.
Disclaimer: I own nothing... But PLOT.
Introduction.
Have you ever wondered how military kids put up with moving from place to place all the time? Well I don't have to wonder, I live it, except for the little fact that we're not even part of the military. I'm raised by a single mother who had me at a very young age, 17, to be exact. She's 33 now, and I'm 16.
I always wondered if it was a challenge to have me, that young, and to be alone. My mom grew up in a bad home and then moved out at the age of 14. She moved in with my father for 3 years until she ended pregnant with me. My father told her to either get an abortion or leave. And as you guessed she left. Now it's just me and her.
My mother is my everything. She dropped her life, her love, and her reputation, for me, and sometimes I wonder if I'm even worth it. My mom is one of the strongest people you'll ever meet. She's works a lot, but I know it's to keep us in the good living conditions we're in now. We move around a lot due to her job and I try to make the best of it. She's always so selfless, asking me if I want her to quit her job, I always reply with a no. She deserves this job and this life.
My name is Gabriella, and I'm starting my 11th new school in the span of 17 years. Right now we're on the road moving from 'The Big Apple' to the wonderful 'Land of Enchantment', in other words Albuquerque, New Mexico. I'm sitting here, with my mother, in the cab of our moving truck, watching as the clock ticked til' we finally reached our new home. Another chance to reinvent myself and to be who I really want to be. Another chance for me to find happiness and to be okay with who I am, who I really am.
A/N: Ok so this is my intro chapter, doesn't have much action, but it will get better. Please R&R.