What Family is For Chapter 1
Shane and Mitchie were married for 10 years, but divorced after Mitchie grew tired of Shane always being away from home. Their daughter, now 15, is rebelling against both her parents. Here is Haley Marie Gray's story!
Haley Marie Gray
Ah, a nice hot summer day, sun shining, wind tossing my long, naturally wavy dark auburn brown hair in the wind. My name is Haley Marie Gray, and I am the fifteen year-old daughter of Shane Joseph Gray, and his wife, Michaela Marie Torres. My dad is the lead singer for the popular boy band, Connect 3, and my mom is a Designer for her own business, Rose-Marie, which has been very successful for 12 years now.
My parents met at Camp Rock, when my dad was an 18 year-old hormonal teenager with an attitude, just like mine. They were married for 10 years, but decided to divorce on July 23, 2002, my 13th birthday!! They, being the good parents (pfft, whatever!) decided not to tell me, and my younger sister, Rachel, who is 12.
All they did when they thought Rachel and I were asleep was argue about spending time with their kids, and dad would always plan a tour to get away from it all. At one point, he went on tour for a whole year, and only saw us for 1 week.
Right now, Rach and I are waiting for our dad to come and get us. Mom is outside with us, since we live in a fancy neighborhood, and she always thinks that we might get kidnapped. Please!
"Mom, dad just got back from tour, and he is exhausted. You know he'll forget about us" Rachel said, as our Uncle Jason pulled into the driveway. Ha! Living proof he forgot. 3, 2, 1…
"Hey girls, your dad forgot to pick you up, so he sent me to come and get you" he said, as I smirked in satisfaction.
"Haley Marie Gray and Rachel Hope Gray, please behave and have a good week with your dad, okay?" mom asked us. Rachel nodded and gave mom a hug. She was only smiling because she knew that we could get away with anything at dad's 10 acre lot, and his mansion.
"Bye mom, we love you" I said, as she kissed my hair. I had to admit, my mom was the best supportive parent that Rachel and I could ask for.
"I love you too. Call me before bed, as usual, brush your teeth, don't let Rachel near the Red Bull, and you stay away from the peanut butter cookies and beef" she said, warningly, I might add.
Rachel is diabetic, and I am allergic to peanut butter cookies and beef. We nodded, and then gave our uncle a hug.
"Hey unc, let's get a move on" I said. He laughed and then pulled Rachel into a hug. We waved goodbye to our mom, and left for dad's house. Oh good lord!
Hey guys, sorry it's so short, it's the first "glimpse" into what Haley and Rachel have dealt with, along with me. My parents used to fight all the time! Review Please!!