Gigi: Yay my second fanfiction . I made one before but that one started to bore me T_T anyways, I don't own anything and enjoy :D

Nobody's POV
"Please mom don't go!" the little girl screamed clinging desperately to her mothers dress.

The woman glared down at the child as if she were a particularly unpleasant piece of gum that she had gotten that was stuck to her shoe.

"Don't touch me" the woman snarled at the child, but the small girl still refused to let go.

With a sigh the woman bent down placing a hand of the child's eye lids closing them. "just go to sleep" she said more gently this time, using her pure blood power to make the child do her bidding. Obediently the child went limp in her mothers arms, falling in to a deep sleep.

The woman continued "when you wake up you will forget all about me and live normal life as a human." the child's eyes fluttered, but stayed closed as the woman withdrew leaving the sleeping child on the warm carpet in their living room.

Mimi POV
The bright light stung as I blinked up at the glare of the morning sun. The alarm at my side was causing a huge racket, almost succeeding in deafening me, as I moved my arm desperately around my stand in search for the source of the aggravating alarm. Finally my hand hit something hard and metallic, permanently ending the annoying ringing.

"stupid clock" I mumbled sleepily as I hoisted my self out of bed, not bothering to change as I dragged myself out of my room and down the stairs.

My dad greeted me at the table as I flopped down on a random chair. "good morning" he chimed happily, sipping his freshly brewed coffee.

"never buy me an alarm clock again." I growled at him as I stared down at the bowl of cheerios that awaited me on my mat.

He smiled and ruffled my hair playfully, "then how are you going to get up every morning?"

"that's what moms are for" I muttered immediately regretting the words that came out of my mouth. My dad just looked at me sadly as if to say I'm sorry.

Reaching over I gripped his arm, "it's not your fault she is gone." I whispered as calmingly as I could.

With a sigh he murmured a quick thanks before sweeping out of the room, leaving me and my bowl of cereal.
I sighed and pushed the bowl of cereal away, I no longer felt hungry instead I rested my head on my hands deep in thought. Every time I talked to dad about this topic I couldn't help but wonder if there was something I didn't know, but I knew I couldn't ask dad since he generally liked to avoid that topic, and every time I brought it up he would become sad and find a reason to leave the room.

With a sigh I brushed the topic off and walked out of the room leaving my untouched bowl of cereal on my mat.

I found my dad leaning over his computer typing like a mad man, I knew he was working too hard, he always did, but recently he started taking night shifts and working on his computer at home so he was always ahead, all this just so he would have enough money to keep us alive.

I walked over and sat down on his lap like I was a little kid again, glancing up at him, he didn't so much as glance at me, but I could see a faint smile clinging to the corners of his mouth. I didn't want to ruin the peaceful mood so I quickly thought of something to say before he forgot about me again.

"what did you want to tell me at dinner last night?" I asked when I had finally thought of a question to ask.

He sighed and turned around on his computer chair, setting Mimi down on the floor in front of him. "recently you have been expelled from countless numbers of schools, so your last principal thou..." Mimi interrupted "that old hag" she muttered bitter "shoulda burned in hell a while ago..."

"Language!" he dad rolled his eyes, if he hadn't stopped her she would be ranting on for ages. "as I was saying, she suggested I send you to the Cross Academy boarding school, and I... well I agreed, it would be for the best."

"WHAT!" she yelled slamming her hand down on the computer table. "YOU ARE SENDING
ME WAY!"

"Mimi please calm down... your modeling agent already transferred you to the agency there." Mimi's dad reached over to grab her hand but felt nothing. Mimi yanked her hand away and sprinted back to her room, wishing she had never gone back to see her dad to cheer him up. But another part of her realized, this was the reason why her dad worked so hard these past month, boarding school was really expensive. Her dad probably had to cut down somethings to send her there.

A wave of realization washed over her, if she didn't accept, all of her dads efforts would have been in vain. She sighed spinning around.

Downstairs she found her dad with his head in his hands, she reached over catching his wrist in hers, "sure I'll go, but next time tell me something like this ahead of time," he raised his eyes looking at her, pulling her into an awkward embrace, "thank" his voice was barely audible, but Mimi could still catch it.

When she pulled away she spun on her heel, calling over her shoulder "I'll be packing, if you need anything, call."