Chap 1
For as far back she could remember she had only her dad. Her mom left her when she was a baby, or at least that's what they told her.
She had no memory from her mother. Not even grandparents. It never bothered her until she started in school and the other kids got picked up by their grandparents. But then again she had her dad.
Her father would do anything in the world for her. That's one of the many reasons she loved him so much.
He had always been their for her no matter what she had done. When she had spat at the boys when they called her little.
That was one of the things she hated the most. She might not be very tall but she had a lot of stuff that evened it out.
Even though she didn't see it she was a very beautiful girl. He had long almost white hair it was very thin, and when she was younger the other girls would say to her she had princess hair. Her piercing blue eyes that had that advantage that she could easily per sway other people. Especially the opposite sex. But of course she did not know that.
Aimee had never seen herself as beautiful. Pretty maybe when she wanted to but normally no more than average.
Monica was beautiful Aimee had always thought. With her thick silky black hair and her natural curvy body.
Aimee had always believed that Monica was the one that made all the guys eyes pop out, and so did Monica.
But that was not the truth. They were most of the time looking at Aimee. She was far from average she was beautiful.
When she first started at the school she was always walking around by herself, not really caring about the other students.
That was until she met Monica.
She'd always lived in L.A and she loved it. But since her dad was a doctor, and a very talented of the kind. She probably should not have been surprised when he was offered a better position.
She should have been head over heels about it, she thought.
It was not in L.A in a matter of fact it was not even close. It was in Oregon.
How could anything in Oregon be better than Los Angeles? She thought
That meant that I would have to leave my peace full life here.
A voice broke through her endless travel of mind.
"Aimee Belle Nightingale! If you don't get down here right this instant," he didn't even bother to finish his threat.
She hated it when he used my full name. She thought It made him sound so boring and non friendly.
That was not Dr. Matthew Nightingale, that was her father. He was usually not either Dr. Nightingale or "Dad". He was Matt.
He was my friend.
"Aimee!" her dad yelled
"Coming," she shouted back, she was in no mood for confrontations.
Normally she was all in for the family breakfast-eating, but ever since he told her they were moving she kept a safe distance between them.
she would never want us to be mad at each other, but right now she couldn't actually be in the same room as him.
'Did he actually realize what this would mean to me?' she thought
The few friends she actually had she would loose. Not because they didn't want to stay in contact with her, but because it was almost impossible since the distance was so far.
she almost stormed down the stairs and before entering the room, she took a deep breath.
'Smile, smile smile. Just smile,' she thought. Easier "said" then done. she had to remember that it wasn't his fault and he did it because he thought it was for the best. And it probably was she just couldn't see it. As she stepped into her living room she couldn't help but notice all the little details in the room. Details she would usually never see but they seemed so clear now. The little tiny cracks in the wall, the slightly uneven floor. Things like that.
She walked into the room and saw that her dad had made pancakes. Well not that it was unusual that they made pancakes but he almost never made them by himself. Something must be going on. 'The last time he had done this was... Was when he said that we were moving! Damn what now?' she thought too herself
"Morning Dad," She said as normal as I could
"Good morning, Honey" he said as he kissed her forehead
She looked at him suspiciously and he must have noticed because he cleared his throat and began.
"Well A, as you know I got a new job," he started
She snapped " Yes, Dad I know!"
He looked with caring and knowing eyes, " Well you see Dear," he continued
"The only thing I didn't tell you was the moving date," he took a deep breath
"We are moving in a week......" he continued with some nonsense about how sorry he was, but she didn't really listen.
'A week! Like in one week, one week! Seven days,' She could feel my throat beginning to tie up. And she was feeling a bit sick.
she had finally gotten real friends for the first time in a long time. she always felt like I had only my dad. And sometimes that just was not enough. 'She was a teenager,' she thoght 'She needed girlfriends to talk about all the girl-stuff.'
It was just not fun to talk to your dad about your bra size, and your period. On those points she missed having a mom, she missed having females in her life. And now he was taking her away from my first and only friends. How could that be fair? She kept on wondering.
"... I'm very very sorry honey, but you gotta understand I think it's for the best!" he said sounding sinecure
"Sure sure," she said she wasn't in the mood for an argument
She just walked past him fighting to hold my tears back, 'hmm this might be interesting.' she thought
As she stalked outside she realized it was way too early to go to school. 'Was she going too tell them today, or should she wait? And what about school? It was in the middle of the semester. A bit unpractical if she should say, but hey! Who started listening too her?' she thought
So many questions were waiting to be answered, and she had no answers. Absolutely no answers.
"Aww Sweetheart! Don't be like that," he called but she ignored him
She decided to walk too school, since she was already on her way. 'It would give her time to think and maybe cry a little.' she thought
That was one of the few benefits of not wearing make-up, she didn't have too worry about looking like a panda after having a girly-moment. 'But then again she looked like a zombie for the rest of the time.' she thought again
It was raining " The weather fits the mood," she moaned quietly
Finally she reached school and the students were already in their "groups". So she went to find hers and it was very easy.
"Aimee! Honey come over here babe!" That was Monica, the most outgoing person she had ever met.
She was the one who " discovered" her. And for that she was forever grateful, but what did it help now that she was moving? She couldn't stand hurting her right then and there so she decided to wait. Which would probably make it even harder and worse for the both of them, she thought.
"Hi," she said quietly she didn't feel like faking it in front of her.
"What's wrong?" she asked concerned
"I'll tell you later," she said eying her
" Hi Girls!" Taylor called
Taylor was a tall and very handsome type, and he was very funny. Any girl would be lucky too have him and all the girls seemed to realize it. That went for Daisy as well who was head over heals for him.
Daisy was a very "Down to Earth" kind of girl, and she was very shy. Which did not help her getting his attention.
'Maybe that should be my goodbye? Helping them getting together.' she smiled at the thought
"Oh gosh here he comes, what should I say?" Daisy asked
so low that even Aimee had to struggle to hear it.
"Just be your self," she smiled and waved at him
"Easy for you too say," she hissed under her breath
She giggled for herself
"But easier for you to do," Aimee teased
"Hi AB, and D," he started " Were's C?"
C was Caroline we had an inside joke about our names, ABCD.
Aimee, Caroline and Daisy
There three-sum, was now coming down too two. And they didn't even know.
"Don't know... Uhm guys?" she started my heart pounding in my chest
'It's now' she thought too herself
"Yeah," Taylor said
"We are gonna' be late, we should go," she chickened out
'At lunch,' she thought too herself, 'at lunch tomorrow'.
"Yeah you're probably right," Daisy said in a low voice
Caroline, who had just arrived eyed her suspiciously
" At lunch," Caroline almost hissed she was shocked she knew me too well she just looked down at her feet, trying not too meet her piercing eyes. She knew how she would look at her and it was not a pleasant look.
Daisy took her under the arm as we walked into class, not just any class. Biology
