Today's going to be a new day. I decide, brushing my silky black hair for the thousandth time. It's 2 AM and I can't sleep at all with everything that is running through my head. Everyone else is sleeping in our spacious townhouse. Frustrated and sleepy, I place my hairbrush on my dresser and walk into my family room. The first thing I want to do is just sit down, I turn on the lights and then slowly dim them down to the lowest setting, then head straight for the large red couch.

Once I hit the plush suede, I close my eyes for a second. I still can't believe this is my last night here for a long time. I can't believe tomorrow I'm leaving my house for California. I start wondering what next few months in LA will be like. Slowly my eyes flutter shut at the thought of beaches and the Red Carpet.

My eyes blink open and I peer at the light shining broadly through the French doors leading onto the patio in my backyard. Sitting up, I feel an ache in my neck and the small of my back from sleeping on the couch. I hit my head arm rest of the couch and stand up enthusiastically. Today's the day!

I prance to the bathroom and take my fingers through my smooth hair. Quickly, I turn on the shower, filled with excitement. Peeling off my clothes, I got my foot stuck in the foot hole of my pajamas and fell, hitting my head on the side of the tub. I stood frantically and looked in the mirror. There was a gash on my forehead where my bangs usually were, so at least I can cover it up. I speedily grab a facecloth and wipe away the blood, then remove the rest of my clothes and hop in the shower. After soaking my body, I wash and condition my hair, then shave because Cali's hot and shorts will be worn despite my displeasure.

I finish my shower and walk into the family room with a towel firmly wrapped around my body. Sitting on the couch, was my mom, Eliza Trip, Chloe Hamilton, and Mary Shaw, my three best friends, and their parents. I was really embarrassed.

"Stella!" Eliza yelled. Her caramel hair was fluffed up as usual and she had a stylish floral headband just behind her bangs. She was always the shy one of all of us, but she had a killer voice. She also had a very feminine beauty, her icy blue eyes popping out against her pale white skin. Eliza was flashing a faded coral tank top with a flowery skirt just above her waist, and wedged sandals because she was the shortest of all of us. Her small 5'2 figure jumped up from the couch, "You were supposed to be ready! We wanted to get to the airport early!"

"Sorry Liz, I fell again, kinda set back my morning."

"How?" She rolled her eyes.

"Come on guys, we'll talk while I get ready, I need your opinions on what to wear anyways." They all stood simultaneously and followed me into my bare bedroom.

"So Stella, what's the first thing you wanna do once we get to Cali?" Mary asked while I pulled on studded, torn skinny jeans and a white cropped tee that showed off my belly piercing. Just before I put on my converse, Chloe interrupted me, "Jeans, Stells, really? We're going to Cali! Go put those jeans in your suitcase and put on some shorts!" I huff out a sigh and agree, grabbing a pair of black shorts from my dresser. I ripped off my jeans and replaced them with the shorts, then put on my Joker converse.

"Well, Mary, I think I just want to get away. I've been trapped in Boston for far too long, I need somewhere bigger and better. I need an escape." They all nodded and snickered a bit, when a hysterically massaged my hair until it was dry with a towel. Tossing the towel aside, I brushed out my hair.

"Maybe it's a boy she wants." Chloe chuckled. I groaned and did my makeup, tossing it into my carry on that was resting on my bed when I was done.

"A job." Mary answered for me. I smiled.

Mary always knew exactly what I was thinking. She was the popular one of the group, the most beautiful, and a silent genius. She was always the star, perfect in most ways. She had blonde hair with natural highlights, thin, stylish, a total know-it-all, not compared to Chloe but still pretty severe, and she always gets the boy she wants. When she became friends with me in fifth grade, it was almost like she was taking me under her wing. I started doubting her actual friendship with me in eighth grade because I finally realized she was a bit out of social ranking. But she quickly proved me wrong with a heart-warming speech.

I finished straightening my bangs, making sure to cover my gash. "Okay, I'm ready." I said, turning to my girls, I walked into the family room, carrying my carry on which was my sexy Batman backpack. The girls followed me and we checked to make sure all of us had our stuff in our luggage; I stuffed the jeans I was wearing earlier into a bag and then made sure my phone and iTouch were in my pockets.

Chloe, Eliza, and Mary grabbed their luggage and them and their parents went to load up the cars. I grabbed my luggage and my mom, my little brother, Chris, and I, said one last goodbye to our family home for another five months. My mom closed the door and locked it, and we brought all our to Eliza's mom's giant SUV. We all left for Logan Airport, which was only ten minutes from where I lived.

"Now honey," Oh god, prepare for a life lesson. "I want you to remember that even though I will be with you for the next few months in Cali, I want you to have fun. You seriously need to forget about Peter.

"Mom –." I start.

"No, honey, I know you two were serious, but you need to let go. Have some fun. You've been really down."

"Okay, Mom."

"Oh, and I got looking for places that will sign you for a music deal, just if you were interested. That's for you , too, Eliza! They could sign the both of you!" My mom enthusiastically hands me a card. "And before you interrupt, I know you're here for acting, but you are really talented musically, too. Just give it a shot!"

I look down, "Rocque Records…?"

"Yes ma'am, Gustavo Rocque has produced some of the best music in Hollywood."

"…He produces boy bands, not female solo artists."

"Either way…. And Chris, is going to attend school and focus on keeping his grades up, right?" My mom turns around and asks my little brother.

"Mhmm, sure." Chris rolled his eyes and continued playing on his Nintendo DSi.

We sat in silence until we arrived at Logan Airport. Eliza, Chloe, Mary and I all got out and huddled into group position, touching our foreheads together while our parents unloaded all the cars.

"No matter what," Mary started.

"We stick together," Liz chimed in.

"No if, ands, or buts." Chloe stated.

"Friends forever." I smile.

"Through all the bullshit." We say together and start giggling.

"Okay guys!" My mom said, calling us over. We all departed, and Mary, Chloe and Eliza said goodbye to their families. We all grabbed our distinct color-coated luggage, mine was purple and zebra, Eliza's was green and cheetah print, Chloe's was blue and giraffe print, and Mary's was pink with faux fur lining.

After security, which took a little longer than I wanted because of my belly ring, we were boarding the plane and would be in LA in less than 7 hours. On the plane, I sat with Chris and Mary, and Chloe, Eliza and my mom sat behind us. On lift off, I took pictures and uploaded them to Facebook, with the caption "See you later Boston! Not going to miss you and your drama!" After a few minutes of talking to Mary, I decide to sleep to pass the time, because sleeping is my favorite thing to do. So I take out my iTouch, turn on Owl City and take a nap.

AN: Okay, so i planned this story out and have the next few chapters written down, i just need to transfer them onto the computer. Next chap should be up in a few hours. Read and Review. Pce :P