"Lana." I shout through the crowd. Someone tell me what is so good about Hollywood. Lady Lana unrolls her map trying to figure out where gate 13 is.

"Last call for gate 13." Is announced as we rush toward the gate. Maybe if Lana hadn't brought every shoe with her we wouldn't have to race here. What happened to the two hour rule or wait... she doesn't apply.

When Gram told me that Lana hadn't been able to get two seats together and that I wouldn't be able to sit by her, I was... well happy. I wouldn't have to see her for 5 hrs and 45 minutes. To my disappointment Lady Lana sat in front of me and my neighbor who happens to be the same age as me thinks she is my best friend.

"So what's your name?"

"Sammy." I mumble staring down the television.

"I am Jessica." The valley girl. Yippee!

"Why are you going to the big apple?"

"Mom." I answer hoping she sees I am not interested.

"I understand you. My friend Alison went through..." She looks around and whispers, " The big D also." No need to correct her.

This reminds me of Casey and how held my hand as we were leaving and how he gently kissed my cheek since Heather was staring me down. I feel sad. I can talk to Marrissa, Dot, Holly and Casey on the phone but it isn't the same as seeing them. Jessica pats my hand.

"So what do you want to talk about?" Nothing

"Why are you going to New York?" I ask her.

"I go to school up there along with my brother." I look around but don't see her brother.

"Where is he?"

"He is already up there."

"Samantha you might want to get some rest since we are landing at night and then we drive off to your school." Lady Lana says between the seats. I nod indicating I heard her. Gee, who wants to be the new kid all over again? At a snob school?

I don't know how Grams let Lady Lana bring me up her to dump me in a private school so she can make her movie Taking New York. Lady Lana gives me a great excuse not to listen to Jessica. I pretend to be sleeping.

If I thought Hollywood was crowded it is nothing like New York at night. The streets are filled with tons of people. The first thing I like about New York is the diversity. The people who are swarming in the streets look nothing alike. There is the Goth, the stone heads, the punk, the emo and others who look like I don't know. Lady Lana pulls me into her limo and off to school. Her eyes are shining.

"Samantha I Love New York," She whispers. I nod and look out the window. The scenery changes as we get closer to the school.

2 hrs Later.

"Wake up sweetie," Lady Lana whispers into my ear. I sit up and look out the window. I sigh. The school looks like on of those rich schools in movies. As far as I can see, nobody is wearing anything normal. I have a feeling this is going to be a long year.

"Lana why can't I go to a public school while you work on your movie?"

"Well paparazzi is going to be watching my every step." She says opening the door and stepping outside. Translation I can't be a star if people know about you. I sigh and drag myself out the car. If Marissa or Holly or Dot was here we would be laughing and joking around. A group of girls pass me and giggle. I suddenly find my sneakers very interesting.

Suddenly all those suitcases happen to be mine.

"I had a shopping spree for you so you could fit in a little bit better. I-" She suddenly clutches my arm as a girl walks past us she seems to be a bit on the elegent side something out of the 1950's it would look so wrong on anybody else but she seeems to be working it.

"That was Charlotte Drawn."

"So?" I ask grabbing on of the carts in which other people were putting their luggage on. I load all my stuff on it and turn to face Lady Lana." What about her?"

"She is worth 356 million dollars and her parents more." She leans on the limo.