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Chapter two-

Izzy's POV

My dad wants me to come live with him when we get back home? Oh my God, that would be so cool. I hardly ever see him and when I do it's only for the summer and every other holiday. It would be so cool to live with him. I love my dad to death and I miss him like crazy. I was practically jumping up and down in my skin.

"Hey sweetie. When did you get home?" My mom asked when she walked into my room.

"A few minutes ago. So what's up?" I asked hoping she would tell me what was going on with my dad and she would ask for my the living situation.

"Well we need to get your room packed ASAP. You know most of our stuff is being shipped up next week but you need to keep a few outfits out for first few days." She tells me as she puts some boxes together.

"Okay." I say walking to my walk in closet to start picking out things. "So mom has dad called yet today?" I ask already knowing the answer.

"Izzy not know. We have to get packed." She said and I could tell she was rolling her eyes.

"Mom! You know I want to talk to him when he calls!" I say walking out of my closet to her.

"Izzy I know you do but we have enough going on right now. We can deal with you dad later." She says standing from my bed.

"Mom, no I want to deal with it now. I never see him and I only talk to him once a day. I want to talk to him and be told when he calls." I say pacing while storming in front of her.

"Isabella Jones, I am not kidding with you. Drop the subject of your father right now, and start packing we have to be back home and began to set up the house, and register you for school. Yes your dad did cal but you can call him back later. We need to work." My mom tells me.

"Mom that is so not cool. You know dad means a lot to me, why can't I pack after I call him?" I ask crossing my arms.

"I know your dad means a lot to you but this is more important. Stop acting like him and do what I tell you to do." She says crossing her arms.

Oh hell no!! "I'd rather be like dad then a pushover who lets people walk all over them mom!" I yell back and putting my hands on my hips.

"Isabella!! Do not speak to me like that."

"Mia stop being such a brat!" I scream right back.

"God you are just like your freaking father!!" She screams at me.

"Good. I m proud of it. Just leave me alone." I say grabbing my purse and cell phone before running out of my room and down the steps of our apartment.



Ugh, I can't stand her. It's her fault I never see my dad or Aunt Jane. It's her fault that we live here. I didn't ask her to be a model. Yeah LA is great but Dad's not here. Right now I really just want my dad.
I think to myself as I plug my ear buds in my ears and make my way down the sidewalk.

As I walked down the sidewalk and avoided walking into anyone else on the sidewalk. Living in LA for most of my life I can walk down the sidewalk without looking where I'm going or looking up. My phone vibrates in my hand flipping it over I see it's a text message from a girl named Jessica on the cheerleading squad with me. I hit the ignore key. I liked the people that I was 'friends' with but I didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. Right now I wouldn't even talk to my best friend, I wanted to be left alone. I looked up to see where I was, up the street there was a Starbucks. Dodging the people around me I made my way into the coffee shop and got in line.

While I waited I thought about the last time I saw my dad. It was this past summer and I was in TO for a month and a half. It was great I saw my aunt Jane and hung out with her. My dad took me out to dinner and took me shopping, we just spent the summer together. I remember thinking that I wished I could see him whenever I wanted. That was one plus about us moving back home. I would be back in the same country with my family. It wouldn't be just me and my mom all alone away from everyone. LA is huge but sometimes I feel alone. At least being back home I would have my family around me.

"Next?" The cashier said pulling me from my thoughts.

"Yeah I need a grande soy white mocha with no whip, please." I said after steeping up to the counter.

"Sure your total is 4.35." He told me. I dug though my bag to get my money while he started on my coffee. "Here you go." He says handing me the coffee when he's done.

"Thank you." I say handing him the money and taking the coffee. After I get the coffee I leave and walk back out of the shop.


Ten minutes later I walk into the park that I have been coming to since we moved to LA. Mom had found it when I wanted to go play. As I got older and her career got bigger I started to come on my own. It's kinda like my secret place that I can come and think. I find the big rocks that over looks the city. I set the coffee down next to me and pull my knees into my chest, wrap my arms around them and20rest my chin on my knees. Right now I really just want to talk to my dad.

"Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair. "Walk beside the pony daddy, it's my first ride." "I know the cake looks funny, daddy, but I sure tried." Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right. To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night." Rang out from my cell phone and I could feel like crying.

"Daddy." I said after flipping it open. I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

"Hi Princess." He greeted.

"This is so weird, I was just thinking about calling you." I told him.

"I had a feeling you needed me. What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing." I tried to play it off.

"Izzy." He said in a tone that I knew he knew the truth.

"I got in a fight with mom again." I tell him running a hand though my hair long curly hair.

"About what?" He tells me.

"You don't want to know. Trust me." I say to him as I scan the city below me.

"Bella, tell me."

"It was about you." I tell him after a few minutes. "She said I was acting like you. And I said I would rather be like you then like having people walking all over me like she lets people do her." I tell him.

I swear I heard him mumble 'that's my girl' under his breath. "Izzy I know more that anyone how hard it is to get along with your mom. But you have got to respect her." He says in a soft voice.

"But dad she was being a…"

"She's still your mom. She loves you Bella and she only wants what's best for you." He tells me.

"I know." I tell him scuffing my shoe against the rock.

"I can't wait till your back home baby girl." I can hear the smile in his voice.

"I know. I can't wait to see you, I miss being home." I tell him.

"I know Princess. I miss you too. It's only a few more days so be good for your mom." He says.

"I'll try." I say with a giggle.

"So are you excited for grade 10? " He asks.

"Yeah, I hope Degrassi still has cheerleading though. Or something I can plug into. I hate not being busy after school." I say with a smile. I may be just like my dad but I have to be busy just like my mom.

"I'm sure they have something. And you know your Aunt Jane will love to see you. She's going crazy waiting for you to get back. She told me to tell you that she misses her Ella-Bella." He tells me with a laugh.

My Aunt Jane has been calling me that lounger then I can even remember. I love my Aunt Jane she has a awesome style both at work and at home. For work she can totally do the whole suit thing but at home she's still the rocker girl that we all know and love. Only now it's more girly and not so much heavy mettle. She is the one person that I can talk to when both my mom and dad are being to much to handle. I can vent to her, I can cry with her, I can scream around her, I can do anything and she doesn't care.

"Tell her I say hi and that I miss her like hell. I can't wait to see her."

"I'll let her know tonight, we're meeting for coffee in a little bit." He tells me.

"Do I need to let you go?" I ask.

"Yeah I gotta head out Sweetie. I love you."

"I love you too Daddy." I tell him and we hang up.