I swear, the worst part about your dad getting re-married to some frod, is the fact that you have to start a whole new life over. Not to mention leaving everything behind. Exceptally everyone you know and love. Starting a new school, when you know absolutly NO one! But luckily, I'm going to a school where I actually know someone.

Tyler Smith, he used to be my best friend, like literally we were right tight. We used to skateboard everyday to school and after. Until that day, that stupid day when love takes over yourself.

We haven't talked much since we broke-up, only a few texts a year saying something stupid.... like happy birthday, or merry Christmas, or even happy birthday to our parents!

But, you know, I'm pretty excited to see him, and I hope it's the same for him. We have about 4 weeks until school starts, to catch up on each other's life's, so it's all good. The only thing I'm worried for, is the fact that Tyler is the type of guy who you could have one converstation with, and he's attracted to you, literally. When I first met him, he wouldn't stop talking to me, and never letting me leave his site. The next day, he always wanted to hug me, and weirdly, I never wanted to let go....

My thoughts were interrupted as I felt the truck come to a complete stop. I took my headphones out of my ears, while I stepped out of the back seat of the truck. Man, I can't believe my dad will NOT let go of this truck. He told me stories about how he's had this car since he got his license, which was awhiiiiile ago. I smiled at the truck, and the old memories of it, and I looked at my dad.

He was already unpacking the back, while I was standing there, smiling at myself.. greeeeeat..

I started to help him, and took out my own luggage. As I placed the wheels on the ground, my dad walked around me. I looked up, and saw him with his "wife". Yeah, kill me before I start calling that over dressed, pitch black hair, frod, my mommy. They gave eachother a quick peck on the lips, as I just watched, disgusted.

"Well, Dan, what do you think?" my dad asked me with that voice, when he thinks I'm not impressed. Exceptally when he calls me Dan, and not by my real name, Danielle. My dad is such a kiss-up.

"Honestly?," I started. "I think...I'm just going to go unpack..later dad." I took all my bags and luggage, and walked right between them.

I could tell, by my reaction, he was looking back at me, while I just scurried by.

I rolled my eyes, when I heard my dad talk to Sandra, and then I heard them both laughed together. I glanced over my shoulder, seeing what was so funny. But at this point, I really didn't care. When I reached the door, I put my bags under my arms, and reached for the door knob.

I managed to kick the door open, successfully, without breaking it down. As I stepped onto the tiled floor, I automatically dropped my stuff. When I looked up, I swear, I must have been dreaming.

It was THE biggest house in the neighborhood, and looked bigger inside! I was in complete awe. While I scanned my presence, Dad & Sandra stood behind me. My dad grabbed my shoulder gently, and whispered, "Well, Dan? Now what do you think?"

"What do I think, dad? I think.. imma go check..this..place.. OUUT!" I hollered in excitement. I felt like a little kid in a candy store, wondering where to start first.

I made a decision and peeled up one of the two sets of stairs to go up stairs. While I was running, Sandra yelled at me, saying that my room was the last to the right. I was going the wrong direction, and made a sharp turn to turn around.

Before I knew it, I was standing right in front of the door wondering if this is my dream room. I swung the door open, only to be..satisfied by the looks of it. I told myself, it's only because I haven't upgraded it yet. I smirked at how it's gunner turn out. I stepped in the room, and took a look around.

The floor was a soft, light cream color carpet. I couldn't help but wiggle my toes in the carpet as I stood there, laughing silently to myself. I continued to walk around and look where I was going to place everything in its perfect spot. The first thing I thought when I looked at the wall, and its color, was that had GOT to go. I was thinking more of a orange and blue walling, one color on each wall, finishing it off with polka dots of the opposite color. The headboard of my bed is a dark brown, so I would have to change the boarding of my room to the same color. While I looked around figuring out the colors, I realized that I had SOO much room on the walls for all my posters! I was pretty grateful for that, because I completely forgot about them. After a while of touring my soon-to-be room, I took a peek at the closet. I slowly opened the two doors, afraid that it was bigger than my old one, which by the way, didn't even had room to fit one person. I peeked through the crack, and was amazed. I flung the doors open, to see all the racks completely filled with clothes that were absolutely bombin'. I didn't bother looking at all them right now, and just looked around at what caught my eye. But what DID catch my eye, was that there was another door in the closet.. I walked up to it wondering what it could be. I flicked on the light, to see I had my own pimped out bathroom! Yeah, I'm cool like that, and get excited over bathrooms, because this one was bigger than my old room!

Before I knew it, it was already supper time, and my dad came into my room to come get me. I was overly excited to decorate my room, and had a big grin on my face when he walked in. He laughed at my expression.

"Man, Danielle, last time I saw you like this, is when you found out you were getting a sister.." he trailed off, realizing what he just said. My grin turned into a frown.

Dad crawled beside me, and put his hand over my shoulder. "Ohh, Danny, I'm so sorry. But, hey, cheer up, it's all going to work out. I know you miss her, and I do miss her too, but just remember, it was the judges decision to split you two up."

When my parents got divorced, the court deiced that one of us should stay with either one of our parents. I thought I should stay with dad, because we have a bigger bond than him and my sister, Jessica. Maaan, do I ever miss her..

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When supper was over, I went back up to my room, to put up my posters, just until I get my room painted.

I managed to fit all the posters up, and sat on my bed, satisfied. I looked around, thinking what else I could do. That's when I realized I had my own patio! 'Ha, must have gotten too excited there, Danny.' I told myself.

I walked to the doors, and stepped onto the deck. It wasn't the view, all I could see was the house behind our back yard, and trees, and the two houses beside ours.

While I was in my daze, I heard the door bell ring. I figured it wasn't going to be for me, but I went down stairs anyway. As I was walking down the hallway to the stairs, I heard four voices, including dad and Sandra. I was puzzled and stopped at the top of the stairs. My dad caught me standing up there, and signaled me to come down.

I was about to walk down the stairs, then I saw all four faces looking at me. I smiled shyly at everyone, then stopped smiling, when I locked eyes with a boy my age, and that's when I felt my knees get wobbly.

'Oh....shit.'