A/N: Hi Everybody! This is my first fanfic! Since I love Rugrats/All Grown Up, I decided to make a fanfic based off each character/couple. I like the couple Chuckie & Angelica so I decided to make a story based on them. (I really don't like the couple Dil & Lil and most people like Tommy & Lil, but Tommy & Kimi is perfect so I'm going to keep it this way. Sorry Tommy & Lil fans! Nothing personal! Any who please read & review!
Flashback
"I don't care Drew! You better be prepared to head to court because Charlotte Pickles will not be played for a fool any longer!"
"You know what Charlotte, if you don't believe that I did not cheat on you, then that's your problem. I'm filing for divorce!"
"Too late buddy, because I've already filed! Now get your unfaithful, lying, cheating butt out of my house right now! You will not hurt me or Angelica again!"
*Door slams*
*Door opens and Angelica comes in*
"Mom! I'm home!"
*Angelica sees Charlotte crying*
"Mom, are you okay?"
"Huh? Oh, Yes, Angelica, I'm alright…."
Flashback End
(Angelica's POV)
Ugh! Why do I keep having this stupid flashback! My parents have been divorced for over two years now and I'm still thinking about it? Why? When I found my mom crying that day, I thought she and dad had gotten into another falling out as usual. But no. It was something much more. Mom talked to me for about three hours about how she was sick and tired of dad lying and cheating. She also told me about the numerous amounts of times she'd forgiven dad after she'd known he'd done something wrong. She said she was trying to 'keep our family together', and didn't want to see me hurt. To be perfectly honest, at the time, I didn't even care about it. I was more worried about what I was going to wear to Savannah's party and how I could get Sean to ask me out. But then, after days and days of coming home from school and finding only one parent there to greet me, I became very depressed. I skipped cheerleading practice for several weeks to go straight home and cry my eyes out. Mom would always tell me to 'let it out' and that it's okay to feel sad. But I didn't want to feel that way. I wanted everything to be like it used to be.
"Angelica! Get up! Its 7:05 and the bus will be here in 10 minutes!" Oh God. She's been like this ever since she and dad divorced. Angelica this, and Angelica that! Talk about annoying… "Okay! I'll be down in a minute!" I slipped out of bed and headed towards my closet. I pulled out my favorite purple tank top, along with my blue jacket, my Old Navy blue jeans, and my black converse. Plain outfit I know, but I just didn't feel like dressing like me today. But just to make sure that nobody forgot who the queen of fashion was, I decided to put purple and black clips in my medium length blonde hair, wear some silver bangles, and grab my $300 Coach purse which contained my Beauty Rush lip gloss from Victoria's Secret, my Louis Vuitton wallet, my iPhone, my vanilla scented deodorant, and 4 Playtex tampons. I brush my teeth quickly and rush downstairs. It's 7:12 and the bus is almost about to arrive. Mom is sitting there at the kitchen table about to give me a lecture as usual. "Angelica, Honey. You need to know that on Sunday nights when school is the next morning, you should not go to bed at 12:00." Is she kidding me? I'm 16 now, practically an adult, and she's trying to tell me what time to go to sleep? Ha! "Sorry, Mom. I guess time just got away from me." By the way mom is looking at me I can tell she doesn't believe me. She knows I'm lying. Who cares? "Angelica, we need to tal-""Oops, sorry Mom gotta go bus is here!" I grab an apple from off the table and dash out of there as fast as I can without saying goodbye. I'm not in the mood for any of Mom's stuff today. As a matter of fact, I just don't feel like being bothered with anybody today-as if that's possible.
So? Let me know what you guys think? Should I continue with the story? Please review! :]