Why? Why me?

Vanessa Alec thought as she looked out through the dirty car window. She was leaving behind the city lights for…grassland.

Vanessa scoffed at the sight of her in farmland. She shook away the disgusting thought. She lived and breathed for glamorous thrill of the city night.

"Here we are!" Giselle, her mother, squealed as she skidded to a stop.

Vanessa stared at the homely wooden cabin. It even had a cow's head on the door. Eww.

Vanessa shook her head and grabbed her suitcases.

She kicked the home's door open. It busted open with a creak and dust flying everywhere.

Vanessa coughed as she stepped steadily upstairs. It wasn't really bad. It looked bright and lived in. Vanessa sighed as she fell onto the plush faux fur blanket on her bed. They could take the girl out of the city, but they couldn't take the city out of the girl.

Everything was shipped to the house before they arrived. Vanessa and her mother brought a few things that was left behind. She sighed heavily as she made her way to the tiny bathroom with her vanity lights inside. She turned them on and stepped into the shower.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed as she jumped up and down and wrapped a towel onto her body.

"What?!" Giselle and Taylor [her sister] said in unison as they both ran in.

"There is a dead mouse and a cockroach in the SHOWER! AH! I am never showering here ever again! I'll go to the spa or whatever! I HATE THIS HOUSE!"

"Freak out," Taylor murmured.

"Taylor, be quiet. Honey-" Giselle tried.

"NO! No Honey me. I am going home!"

"There's no one home," Giselle said wearily.

"I just can't stand this house! These trees! This grass! I'd rather be partying with Duff instead of he-hawing with Paisley."

"Honey, please."

"Mom, I'm sorry, but I can't," Vanessa frowned as she slipped on her clothes quickly.

"You can't change this. I'm sorry," Giselle said as she led Taylor out of the room.

Vanessa sighed and collapsed on her bed. Her phone rang and she eagerly picked up the phone.

"Hello?" Vanessa asked.

"How's FarmLoserVille?" Henna, her best friend, joked.

"I think I'm losing more popularity points and brain cells by the minute."

"Hah, I would go crazy, too, if I was stuck there."

"I think I already have."