"Lucille get your bags packed we have to be ready to leave in the morning!" My dad yelled from downstairs. I sighed, tomorrow I would be moving from my home in Alma, Michigan to a small mountain town in Colorado called South Park. I didn't want to move but I guess I had no other choice since I'm only fourteen and I'm not old enough to make my own decisions when it comes to things like these. I knew I wouldn't have any trouble making any friends, everyone just loves me and I am so awesome and beautiful, I mean I'm rich and my mom is a witch who rules the world I mean how can someone not love me? I started and the mirror and looked at my beautiful face saying back at me.
"Hey you sexy chicka," I said to myself at the mirror staring at my pale skin, red hair and freckles. I fluffed up my straight thin greasy hair in attempt to give it more volume; it didn't work. I was fixing to start brushing my yellow teeth when I was surprised by my pink razor ringing.
"Hello?" I said bringing it up to my ear.
"Hey Luci I cant believe you're really moving tomorrow," My best friend Andrue said.
"Me neither girl I got to go, I'll call you later," I said hanging up the phone. I went over to my closet and started piling up my clothes in my suit case, I had a lot of clothes since my family is so rich and I can get anything I want. All the sudden my dad came bursting into the room.
"Luci get ready I found a way we can get here by tonight!" He said with excitement.
"Okay, I'll be down in about ten minutes," I said. After my dad left I pulled on my size sixteen jeans and a pink shirt with a bunny on the front. I tried fluffing up my hair once more without any luck.
"Perfect," I said kissing the mirror before running down stairs.
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The ride on the plane was pretty cool, the guy sitting across from me was totally hot and I think he was staring at me, I mean who wouldn't stare at me? I'm perfect!
"We're here," Dad said pulling up in front of a two story yellow house.
"When do I start school?" I asked after we had gotten all the boxes into the house.
"Monday," Dad said.
"Okay so that gives me two days to try to look my best, not that I need to look any better I already look awesome!" I said.
"That's nice but for now you can start unloading some of these boxes," Dad said.
"Make the servants do it," I said inspecting my pink finger nails that were on my turtle looking hands.
"Rosa come and help us unpack!" Dad bellowed out to our servant.
"Si Senor," Rosa replied and she started attacking the boxes.
"Well, I am going to go pick out my room," I said as I was walking upstairs. I picked the room at the very end of the hall with the balcony attached to it.
"What a terrific view," I said to myself stepping out onto the balcony, I looked down and saw all the funny looking people walking on the streets. I am so much better than all the losers here. I thought to myself stepping back into my room.
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The next day I awoke and saw that I was in unfamiliar territory.
"Where am I?" I asked aloud rubbing my eyes, I then remembered that we had moved here the night before. I got up and walked to my kitchen scratching my butt through my pajama shorts on the way there. I was happy to see that the food had already been prepared, I sat down at the table and started digging into my fifteen slices of bacon, four sunny side up eggs, and seven chocolate chip waffles, after I ate, I downed a tall glass of chocolate milk.
"I am going to go out and play," I announced to no one in particular since my dad was already at his new job and Rosa was probably upstairs making my bed. My dad works as a make up artist in movies, I figured it was a pretty good job, it paid well. When I stepped outside I saw the most amazing sight on earth, standing there at the edge of the road was a fat boy in a red coat wearing a light blue hat.
"He's wonderful," I said to myself and I knew that I was in love.