A/N This is being re-written, it's Josh's life before Easton (there is one more chapter before Josh comes in) so it might not make sense at first.

Disclamer: I don't own Starbucks. Or Josh (even though he's not in this chapter)

"Belle. Belle. BELLE!!"

"What?" I say groggily "Did something die?"

"No."

"Then Mom would you care to explain why the hell you are waking me up at the crack of dawn on a SATURDAY!!"

"Because I love you and you have get a head start on your packing."

Packing. Why don't you just kill me on the spot? As much as I can't wait to go to the sick private school in New Hampshire, I hate packing and to make it even worse it's freezing there. And I had to order all my clothes online and have them shipped to school because there's like no winter clothes here in Cali.

"Mom could you have at least waited until, oh I don't know maybe 10:30 to wake me up."

"Well I suppose, but then you would miss Nessa's game."

"Do I really have to go to her game?"

"Yes, and that's final she's really sad that you're leaving." She said with that look that

says 'You know you lost so don't even bother trying'.

"Fine, but on one condition."

"Which is?" she said getting ready to eat me.

"I get Starbucks on the way 'cause there's no way I'm gonna be able to stay awake through her soft ball teams whole game."

"Fine but its not soft ball, its Soccer."

"Since when did she start playing Soccer?"

"She's been playing soccer since you started painting." She said while shutting the door behind her, more like slamming it.

"OMFG! VANESSA GET YOUR BUTT OUTTA THE DAMN SHOWER!" I screamed banging on the bathroom door.

"Umm… NO." the brat says with what mom calls her "Screw You" voice.

Gotta love sharing the bathroom with a 14 year old that has to look perfect for everything. I mean its ok for school but a freaking soccer game ugh.

Half an hour later I'm freshly showered and I'm wearing my ripped Aeropostalè jeans and my favorite red and white Hollister sweatshirt. My curly dark brown hair is as unruly as ever and my pants are getting shorter again. Ugh. Why couldn't my parents be shorter then 6' 3'' 'cause the whole me being 5' 6'' is soooo not working with me, but I don't really care about these pants any more because they're all paint stained.

"Isabelle, lets go, we have to leave in 15 minutes if you still want Starbucks."

"I'm coming I'm coming." Jeez do they ever stop complaining?

Well at least I get the front seat in the car. Ok now more important things what do I want from Starbucks? Oh I know a Grande Double Chocolate Chip Frappachinowith whipped cream. Now on to the game.

Finally I'm home and there's no more soccer for today, thank the lord. Well off to pack for school. I can't believe that I even got in, I mean I get A's and B's but I'm not that smart, then it hits me they want me because of my art. Apparently A+'s all through middle and elementary school and then last year paid off.

All right I think I have almost everything except the clothes I'll need for the rest of the week. Let me check, yup that's everything.

Now time to paint. I just love to paint swirling the colors until they're just right and its fun if you get covered in the process. I still love to have paint fights they're just so much fun! XD

The piece that I sent in was my favorite; it was a blood red flower that looked like it was crying red tears on a black back round with smaller red teardrops on the black. People keep thinking I'm like super emo but I'm not I was the last person to finish drawing and the colors I wanted were blue and white but they were taken so it was either black and red or pink and yellow and I didn't want bright happy colors, I wanted a more dark and mysterious aurora to come off it, I succeeded.

Well that day was really long and suck-ish I'm going to bed. Crawling under my black, red and white sheets I think back to the time where I wasn't leaving in 4 days and I was just you're average high school kid, soon I'm gonna be one of those private school kids all stuck up and shit, no that will never be me, never.

A/N Well that's chapter one for you. Let me know what you think!
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