Chapter 1
This morning I woke up and got dressed like usual. Just when I was about to go out the door to school, my mom called me back.
"Cammie, you're not going to school today. I got a new job in Roseville, Virginia and we're leaving today. You will be attending the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women." I was so shocked for a minute I just stood there with my mouth gaping open. When I finally recovered I was angry.
"So we're moving today and you choose now to tell me? I still need to get my stuff from school, say goodbye to my friends and tell everybody." I was a pretty popular girl and if I suddenly go missing and they find out I'm moving, I couldn't imagine how mad my friends would be. Beatrice and Beth would be SO mad.
"I'm sorry sweetie. You can say goodbye to your friends over the phone and I already got your stuff from the office." I sighed, when my mom talked in that tone, there was no talking back or arguing with her. I dragged myself back to my room and took out my brand new iPhone. I called Beatrice and made it a 3 way call.
"Hey guys. I'm sorry but my mom just told me we're moving today to Roseville, Virginia." There was a moment of silence and I started to think that they had hung up on me when Beth started talking.
"From California to Virginia? That's a long way. I will miss you SO SO much. I wish we were there to hug you. What school are you going to?" Ah, Beth always the one who looks on the bright side of things.
"Well I'm going to some school named Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women and I guess you guys could probably come over right now since school starts in an hour," I replied.
Finally, Beatrice said, "I'll be right over." She was always the eager and impatient one. They came over and we said our good byes. I packed up all my stuff and got into the car. I waved until I couldn't see them anymore. I sighed and thought, Goodbye California. We checked in at the airport and boarded the plane. My mom was asleep the whole time. The ride was boring and the kid behind me kept kicking my chair. Finally, I had had enough.
"Do you want me to go over there and MAKE you stop?" I snapped. The little boy recoiled and his mother glared at me. I glared right back at her. I was hungry, tired, nauseous, and annoyed. I turned to her. "Jeez teach your kid little manners!"
"I think YOU need a lesson in manners in the way you are talking to me," she said. I was getting so angry, I decided to give her a piece of my mind.
"Well, you would be pretty impolite if you were trying to go to sleep and the kid behind you keeps kicking your chair. Anyways, who are you to tell me how to talk to you. You haven't earned my respect or my manners." I got out of my seat. " Oh and by the way, you should really give your son a haircut, I thought he was a girl." I stormed off to the bathroom.
When I came back, the kid started kicking my chair again even though I'm pretty sure it was under his mother's instructions. I sat down on the empty seat behind his and started kicking his chair with all my might. I wasn't usually this bit**y but I was pretty mad. When he started to cry, I turned to the seat behind his mother and started kicking her chair the same way. She turned around.
"Will you STOP?" she snapped. I started smirking.
I walked back to my seat and said, " Exactly." She must have learned her lesson because I heard her lecturing her son and muttering profanities under her breath at me. Boy, that was a GREAT ride! ( note the sarcasm)