" COME ON GIL, WE DON'T GOT MUCH TIME! ", my stepsister, Cecelia, yelled from the car. " COMING! ", I shout back, stuffing my stuffed unicorn, Rainbow Sprinkles, into my suitcase.
Now I bet your all wondering, what's going on, why are you yelling, and most importantly, why do you have a stuffed unicorn?
Well, all these questions will be answered in this brief explanation I'm going to tell you...as soon as I fit this unicorn into my suitcase...
Ok, here goes...
My name's Gil. I live in Los Angeles, California, with my mother. Until, she decided to start dating again...She met this guy ( a. k. a. my future dad ) on a dating website that she found online. So they went out for ice cream, went on a couple of dates, blah, blah, blah. And then he ( my future dad, Joe ) asked my mother to marry him.
I was FURIOUS when my mom said " yes ". There's no one who can EVER replace my dad! And I liked it when it was just me and my mom. But now with Joe and Cecilia in the way...I just can't explain it...
So Cecelia thought of the most crappiest idea to have a wedding in Florida. So here I am, leaving the house I grew up in, and will never see again, all because of my mother.
But, I bet your still wondering, what about the unicorn? I'll get to that later, right now, I'm stopping at Applebee's for some lunch, see ya!
