Chapter 1:

Just after getting a call from my Best Friend for Life Leilah, I run down the stairs panting and gasping for air. Leilah is my Math teacher's daughter, whom just happened to be my best friend since Pre-k. She called me to tell me that I not only brought my math grade up from a C but it was an A plus.

"Mom, are you sure I can't go to the concert with Leilah?" I beg knowing how much I want to see Justin Bieber live in concert. I mean what Bieber fan girl, in her right mind, would not want to go to his concert.

"Well Skye," my mom sighs, "You did pull up your grade average to at least a B this year."

"Does that mean I can go?" ignoring the fact that my mom said I made a B when I really made an A.

"Of course why not" mom says with a playful smile on her face, "I was going to let you go anyway, but I couldn't stand the fact that my very talented daughter had a C in math. I knew you could do better than that, you were never terrible in math."

As my mom looks out towards our paddock were we are currently keeping Wrangler, Molly Cruz, and Weezer, I can't help but think of how much I've grown up from singing 'Oh, Where, oh Where is shadow?' fromBig Bear in the Big Blue Housein the back seat of my moms green Pontiac when I was four.

"It seems like ever since you were four your life was about nothing but music and writing lyrics. Language and English classes had always seemed to be your most favorite classes in the world." mom sighs as I start to look uncomfortably at the wooden floor of our tiny country home in Southern Oklahoma.

Mom grabs me into a big hug, stroking my brown but highlighted hair. Then she sighs and whispers while kissing my head, "James, our little blue-eyed girl is growing up."

I could tell my mom was crying so I hugged her even more close. My dad comes into the dining room and holds my mom and I close, and I know he is holding my little brother, Caden, because he is tugging my hair. My dad and mom start to laugh when Caden giggled and said what sounded like 'Afflac' while tugging onto my hair.

Then my dad grunts and puts Caden down to lie on the floor to play with his toys, As he gets back up he says, "Darlene, you know all of our kids have to grow up at some point. Take Paige for example. Do you remember when the little redheaded pain was born? Now look at her she just started Pre-k."

"Okay, as much as I would love to stay for this conversation, I got some friends to call", I scream while running up the steps to my bedroom.

As if Leilah knew I was going to call, my cell phone goes off blaring with the sound of Ennie Meenie.

"Hey Leilah, I was just about to call you."

Leilah draws in a sharp breath through her teeth, and after she lets it out she says, "Yeah we have a problem."

"What are you talking about?" I say though an unsure laugh, "I thought your mom has everything done and ready."

"Yes she does, it's just that we have to bring Malorie with us." She sighs. Malorie is the cousin of Leilah's sister-in-law. Malorie is the most intimidating and obsessive Justin Bieber fan-girls.

"Let me guess, Malorie just happened to hear about the concert and threw a tantrum, forcing her cousin to beg your mom to get her a ticket?" I say thinking of the unclassy way Malorie gets what she wants.

"Yeah, that's exactly how it went down." by the sound of Leilah's voice, I could tell that that she wasn't happy of the idea of flying to Hollywood with a fourteen year old that acted like she was 5.

"Well, we better make the best of the situation." I say through the receiver with a plan that could just work, "We'll be there for six weeks right?"

"Yeah," she says unsure, "Skye, you got a plan don't you?"

"Hey, you'll find out tomorrow! Anyway, I have to go! Good Night see you tomorrow!" I say before hanging up my iPhone.

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