Chapter one-SKYLAR.
Dear diary,
Ugh. I almost missed another flight. I can't believe that we are moving again. This will be the third time in the last two years. And we are moving to LOUISIANA! Of all the places in the world that we have lived I think I am least excited about this move. For god sake we will be in a small town with nothing to do. I mean I've been to London, Paris, Spain, and other exciting places like that. I've heard that people in Louisiana are really nosey too. I don't think I'll be able to deal with that. I don't need anyone else getting involved in my personal business. It's called PERSONAL for a reason. I will have to write more later because my mother is nagging and we'll be landing soon.
Skylar grabs her journal and stuffs it in her limited edition Gucci hand bag. As she buckles her seat belt the plane takes its slow slope towards the runway. She has flown so many times that the procedure comes natural to her and no longer phases her. She has a flashback to the first time she had ever been on a plane. She had just turned eight years old and was terrified of the "big metal beast", as she called it. She tried to grab for her father's hand but he pulled away from her and responded with a firm voice "You're going to have to grow up sooner or later, and it might as well be now."
Ever since she was a little girl her father, or as she calls him "Colonel", has never paid much attention to her and when he did he was always scolding her for doing something wrong. It was always something with the Colonel, either her grades weren't good enough, she cut up too much, her bed wasn't made to his liking, or anything else that wasn't perfect about her.
Skylar's mom, Judy, was always a push over. She would give Skylar anything that she wanted…..when the Colonel wasn't around. It was a totally different story when he was home. Skylar spent most of the day in her room at those times. Judy always tried to stick up for Skylar when the Colonel would complain about yet another issue, but it always did more harm than good. They would end up getting in a huge fight, which usually ended in the Colonel locking himself in his office and not speaking to anyone for hours. Her mom would begin to cry and run off somewhere to wallow, leaving Skylar to fend for herself. When everything would return to normal, it was just a matter of time before the process began again.
Skylar had few friends because of her family's constant moving, and also because of her father's unruly behavior. She was already starting to miss New York, even though she had only been away from the city that never sleeps for just three short hours.