I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock and things didn't feel right. Why do i have this horrible feeling in my stomach that something bad is going to happen? It's just a normal day, nothing planned, yet i have that horrible feeling you get in stomach right before you have a test. Only it's 10 times worse. I got out of bed and decided to take a shower. Maybe that will help get rid of the feeling. 20 minutes later, i step out of the bathroom showered and dressed and that feeling is still there. I go downstairs to get breakfast. Maybe i'm just REALLY hungry?

"Morning mum, what'ya cooking?" She looks to the window to see it pouring down with rain, pretty typical for London.

"Pancakes, I know it's your favg called orite thing to have on a rainy day" I laugh

"Which is pretty much 300 days of the year!" We laugh together and i start to eat. Feeling still in my stomach? Check. I finish up eating and mum tells me to hurry upstairs and finish getting ready and she'll take me to school herself. 10 minutes later we're out of our apartment and in the car.

"So Mitchie, how's school going? I haven't asked you in a while"

"You asked me just last week!" I challenged her

"Yes well, a lot can change in a week…. like you can get a boyfriend" She said as she glanced over to me daring me to challenge her back, i gave her an evil glare then smirked.

"Yeah, like you can tell me who my father is." That shut her up. I believe i just won. But that feeling in my stomach. Still there. I look out the window to see the beautiful city of London. I love it here. I could never imagine living in the U.S. That's where mum's from, and where i was born. But i've pretty much lived here my whole life so i like to say i'm from here.

Then all of a sudden that feeling in my stomach just notched up to about a billion times worse as i saw a car on the right to us coming speeding toward our car running through a red light. It hits right into my mums side of the car and the last thing i see is her panicked face.

"How is she?" I hear an unfamiliar male voice.

"A bit battered up. Broken leg. A few stitches. But better than her mother." Said an equally unfamiliar woman's voice. I slowly open my eyes to see a room i do not recognize and a nurse and Steve Torres. STEVE TORRES? The famous actor? WTH?

"What- What's going on? Why am i here? Where am i? Where's mum? And why are YOU here?" I asked facing Steve Torres. He looked down at me in a bit of shock and uncertainty and then looks up to the nurse.

"Sweetie, you were in a car crash, things weren't too good, you have a broken leg, a few stitches, but you will be fine." I look up to her.

"What about my mum?" No one says anything. "Where's my mum? I want my mum, not 2 strangers!" They look at me with pity in their eyes.

"Im so sorry, you mum didn't make it." I just stare at her.

"No. no no no no no no no no no. NO! Your lying! YOUR LYING TO ME! MY MUM CAN'T BE DEAD! NO! She's all i've got. I need her! I need her! No!" I started crying and that's when Steve Torres (i really need stop using the double name thing) stepped in.

"That's where i come in. You'll be living with me in the States. California, where you were born." He smiles down at me.

"Why on earth would i live with YOU?" I asked generally confused.

"Well Michele," I cringed. i HATE being called Michele," you might not know this but.. I'm your father. You real father." I looked up at him. Just stared at him for a LONG time and then i cracked up laughing.

"Your joking, all of this is a joke! My mums not dead, i bet she's outside this room right now laughing! Mum you can come in here!" i keep laughing until i see their faces. They are NOT laughing. Or even changed their expressions except maybe a bit of worry there now. They just look at me. I then stop and realize they're telling the truth. "Oh my god. So, i'm moving to L.A?" He nods. "When?"

"Tomorrow." My eyes bug out of my head.

"TOMORROW? Surely i can't fly on a plane with this thing" i say pointing down to my cast.

"Well, not commercial planes" He said and i just looked at him confused. "You can fly private planes with those things on." Wow. A private plane? Definitely never been on one of those things before.

"Cool. When do i get out?"

"Tonight sweetie" The nurse piped in.

THAT NIGHT

"So, pack all your stuff and we'll be out of here first thing tomorrow morning. Do you want any dinner? I could try to figure something out." I just shook my head. Being in this house really brought back all the memories of mum and the fact i will never see her again. I just went up to my room and tried my best to pack all my stuff as fast as i could. Not the easiest thing to do when you're on crutches but i managed. As soon as i was done packing i grabbed the picture of me and mum off my side table and got into bed and just laid there gripping onto the frame tightly as the silent tears slid down my face.

"I miss you mummy" and with that i fell asleep and dreamt of all our memories that night. Happy ones. Sad ones. Angry ones. Our whole life together. Only 16 years worth, instead of a full life time. I woke up the next morning early knowing i had to leave this whole place behind. I didn't even get a proper chance to say goodbye to my friends. Not that i had that many but the few i do have i love and i will miss them. Plus i need to talk to SOMEONE about this whole 'one of the biggest superstars in the world is my, MY, dad and i have never heard about it before and now i am forced to live with him' situation. I hobbled out of bed and went downstairs where all my stuff had already been brought down and were ready to go. I saw Steve Tor- no must stop that- i saw Steve sat at the counter in the kitchen drinking coffee reading the newspaper. He looked up when i came in.

"Good your up and ready, you all set to leave now?" He asked me with a slight smile. I looked at him and nodded. He picked up my stuff and carried it out to the cab waiting for us outside. Yeah i don't have that much stuff, never have really. We went to a private airport for private planes and we went straight onto the landing area, whats that called? I'm not too sure what they're called. We get on it as people take our stuff and put it on the plane. This plane was unbelievable, never in my days had i seen ANYTHING like this before. It was like the frikin Buckingham Palace! Well not so extravagant but i was gobsmacked. I sat down in this seat, if you could even say that. It was more like a sofa and there was a plasma screen TV so i just sat there and then the plane set off. The flight was amazing. We arrived in L.A 10 hours later and i was exhausted. We got off the plane and there was a driver waiting for us, clearly someone that Steve knew.

"Ah Jeff, good to see you! This is my daughter, Michelle" He said pointing to me. They driver, jeff?, turned to me and stuck out his hand, i took it and shook it.

"Hello Michelle" He said very politely.

"Mitchie, everyone calls me Mitchie" I said with a smile and my dad looked at me and i just nodded my head and he shrugged. Jeff took our stuff and put it in the car and we got in and we started to drive through the streets of L.A I just stared out the window in awe. This place was amazing.

"We have to make a quick stop at my agency before we go home, is that okay." I just looked at him and nodded.

"You don't talk much do you?" He asked and i shrugged, he chuckled. Truth is do talk. And a lot. I just didn't want to talk to him, not now. The car stopped and i figured we were at his agency. He got out and told me to come with him so i did my best to get out, not the easiest thing to do with a cast, so i was struggling and Steve noticed so he helped me out. I got out and we headed in, their were loads of paps, Steve mentioned that a lot of famous people are apart of this agency and are here a lot so the paps basically live here. As we approached the flashes started to go off like crazy

"Who's this girl Steve?"

"What does she have to do with you?"

"What happened to her? Why does she look so beat up"

We tried to get through as quick as possible, not so easy when you're on crutches but we made it into the building safe. When we got in, it was empty until i suddenly saw the Grey Brothers, who i LOVE by the way. Shane was ahead of them and was on his phone and bumped into me causing me to fall.

"Watch it." He said harshly and i just laid there in complete agony. God that hurt my leg.

"Mitchie! Are you okay?" My dad asked concerned. Jason and Nate rushed over and helped my dad lift me up.

"Are you okay?" Jason asked.

"Um yeah, just hurts a bit, it's still new."

"How'd it happen?" Nate asked.

"Car accident" I said lowering my head, thoughts of mum flooding my memory, a tear slipped and they must have noticed because they quickly apologized.

"Sorry" They said in unison.

"It's fine" I said and dad stepped in.

"Jason, Nate good to see you again. Shane." I could tell he has an unliking to Shane, whether that was because of what just happened or he had it before i do not know. Shane mumbled

"Great to see you too Steve, so who's this?" Nate asked.

"This is Michelle" I gave him glare "sorry Mitchie, my daughter." Their faces turned to shock.

"You have a daughter? We never knew" Jason said

"Neither did i" I mumbled quietly, or so i thought.

"Huh?" Nate said and i looked up to see everyone staring at me, including shane. I have to learn to stop mumbling, or at least doing it quieter.

"Um.. nothing." I quickly said.

"Mitchie didn't know i was her father was until yesterday. She'll be living with me now." My dad stepped in and explained.

"What? Mom couldn't handle you or something? Not love you anymore? Wanted to get you out of the country?" Shane smirked at me and this made my tears starting come and made me really angry. Nate and Jason just looked at him shocked at hit him.

"NO! No my mum didn't 'not love me', she was in the car accident with me! SHES DEAD! So i got forced to move here with a complete stranger who is apparently my dad and move on with my life, so shut up!" I screamed at him as tears were rapidly sliding down my face. He just stared at me shocked as Nate and Jason quickly apologized for Shane's behavior and pushed him out the door.

"Come on, let's just go home" Steve said and with that we headed home.

AN: So this is a new story. I know i haven't updated Don't forget, but this idea came to me and so started the first chapter. Tell me what you think. Continue? REVIEW :)