Chapter 1: The Journey Begins
The move was sooo boring. I just wish that this move would be over already. Going from California to New York takes 2 months. I just hope I can make new friends.
It was so busy in New York. There was giant mobs of people going everywhere, and the smell of hot dogs and hamburgers drifting in the air. With giant skyscrapers dotted around the giant city, it made me feel like an ant in a giant ant colony.
There were many pictures of my mom, who I never met. She died in a car accident shortly after I was born. I was named after her. Her name was Diana Woods. And my dad's name is Robert Grove. I am technically Diana Wood-Grove.
"Diana! I'm home!" said Diana's father.
Diana ran up to her father to see what he needed. Diana was a small girl with shimmering black hair. Her hair was long. When ever her hair covered her face you could see two bright blue circles in between strands of hair.
Right now she had a silver baseball cap on, with most of her hair poking out of the back of the hat in a ponytail. Her favorite color was silver, she wore different shades of silver and black every day.
"Yes father," Diana replied.
"Could you get me a cup of soda?" said her father. "Thank you sweetheart." After Diana sat down and gave her father the glass of soda, she looked expectantly at her father. Her father gave her a questioning look.
"Oh yes, the job I interviewed for, I think, I got. You can start school next week. The papers have been signed, which is why I was gone longer than usual." said her father. Her father's name was actually Robert. He wore black and white most of the time. He had 10 different suits. And 2000 or so ties. He had rough, blonde hair and a large yellow mustache.
"Okay. What about the boxes?" Diana said.
"Just leave them where they are for now. You can unpack some of your clothes this weekend. Organize them!"
"Yes father, thank you!" Diana raced off to figure out what she should wear and have her hair style be. If you looked in her room you would see clothing everywhere. 3 boxes were empty and it had only been 3 minutes. The dresser was barely used at all, except for piles of clothes on top. The clothes were now reaching the ceiling.
"You do realize that it is not for another week, right?" said her father.
"Oh. Hehe… he," said Diana, rubbing her head sheepishly. "Right, um… uh… I'll put this away then," Diana then slowly sorts clothes back into drawers and back into her closet.
"Dad, at least it's an excuse to unpack," said Diana, trying to come up with an excuse.
A while later...
"Dad, do I have to go to school already? It is two weeks until my Birthday and I don't have any friends," Said Diana stubbornly.
"Well, honey, that is why you go to school. You are supposed to make friends, which are F, to do stuff together, U is for you and me…"
"N is for anywhere, any time at all down here in my deep red love," Diana finished the song with a beautiful voice. "I hope I find good friends. Onward, into the new 7 grade classroom!!"