ok, so I know I've made a lot of promises so I'm not going to make anymore... I'll just try to keep the ones I already made. I think I'm just going to have to abandon Spy No More, because I don't really know where I was going with it, does anyone want to adopt it?... I'm working on Shouldn't have because I have a lot of ideas but I don't know how to make them happen so bear with me, I think it's best if I just work on it on paper and when I finish it and am satisfied with it, I'll start posting the chapters once or twice a week.

The reason I'm writing this story even though I have other ones I need to complete is because this story comes very easily to me, and I know every single detail. The hard part will be writing the story in an order that makes sense and that is interesting. So what I'm going to do is post the prologue and you guys tell me if you like it and if I should continue it or not. No flames! Constructive criticism is accepted.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gallagher Girls, or any of the characters, but can solemnly swear that I am the one and only rightful owner of this plot.

Growing up I was denied the joys of childhood. I was not poor, but I wasn't wealthy either. I never had to go hungry, or go without a shower for days. To be truthful my bed was quite cozy. I had a few toys, enough clothes, a room of my own, a deskptop, and plenty of books. You would think I had a perfect, happy middle class life But no, I wasn't happy. I didn't have as many material things as I would have wanted, but that wasn't the only thing I didn't have that I wanted.

What I wanted most was to be loved and respected by my parents, and to have true friends who understood me. Despite what my mom and stepdad might tell you they were not the just and loving parents they said they were. My stepdad was the lazy dictator who always got what he wanted and my mother was the traitor blinded by "love". I was not the rebellious teenager who always disobeyed them. I was actually the maid of the house, I had to do all the chores of the house, the cleaning and the cooking; while my stepFATher did homework or lazed about and my mom rested. Then when my sister was born things got more complicated. Now I not only had to maintain the house, cook, go to school, and do my homework, I also had to babysit my sister until my mom got home from work. And now during the summer holidays, I not only had to do chores but also babysit my sister. Now to be fair, I wasn't always 100% obedient and sometimes my stepdad was nice and thoughtful but most of the time he was mean and my life was awful.

My life wasn't always like that though. When I was very little I lived in Colombia with my mom and grandparents and on the weekends I would stay with my dad. I was very happy, and I must admit I was spoiled a lot. I received many, many toys and lots of books since I've always had a love for reading. In fact, I was so little when I learned to read that I don't remember learning how to, I just feel like I've always known. I was actually 3 years old when I learned to read, I know, I asked my dad. All my teachers loved me and I had many friends in school.

All of that changed when I was 7 years old. My mom's first boyfriend (now husband), Joseph Solomon, who now lived in the U.S but had kept in touch with my mom through the years by calling or visiting had managed to get my mom and me green cards in the U.S. after many years of paperwork. Then, my whole world changed.

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By the way I don't have anything against Joe Solomon , I just needed a bad guy... I actually love him. A LOT.

Please tell me what you thought and review!

Love, Val