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CHAPTER 2: The Not So Big Move

"Kiara Orla Lesto, get your sneaking Goth ass out of bed now!"

That was what I woke up to. My mom, yelling at me. She knew, how did she always know? Stupid question, she's a witch and mom. How can she not know, right question, she's a witch and a mom. The only response she got was a grunt. Then I felt hands on my back and a second later I hit the floor. "Ow, Mother!" I said as I looked up.

And there she stood, arms crossed, glaring down at me. "And just where did you go last night?"

I sighed, I knew there was no point in lying. "Charlie's party."

"After I told you that you couldn't? Kiara, why do you have to sneak out all the time?" she said exasperated.

That pissed me off. She acted like I would be here tomorrow! I couldn't believe her! "Why do you have to destroy my whole life! Why can't I spend my last night with my friends! Why the hell do I have to drop my whole fucking life and go to England!"

"Don't take that tone with me!" she snapped.

I clinched my fists. We glared at each other for a long while. Finally she sighed and closed her eyes. "Kiara, I know you don't want to move. But I think it's better that we move to England. I know you don't understand it, but please believe me when I say that it'll be better for you. Now get dressed, were leaving in twenty minutes." With that she turned and left.

I released my anger, I was quick to flare up. I put on my Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge cd and turned it all the way up and hopped into the shower. After I got out I put on another corset shirt, but this one stopped above my belly-button and pushed my boobs up, and a pair of bondage pants. I also added a spiked choker, a Celtic cross necklace, fishnet gloves, handcuff earrings, and some random rings. I put on my makeup, heavy black eye-liner, black eye-shadow, and dark red lipstick. As I buckled up my boots and put on the trench Charlie had given me, my mom walked in.

She looked at me and rolled her eyes. She took out her wand and the things that were still out packed themselves. "We're going by floo-powder. I rolled my eyes and grabbed a handful of the green sand. I stepped inside with my duffle bag-Mom must have taken the rest last night. "Just say the Lesto Manor."

I nodded, threw the sand down and said, "Lesto Manor!" I finally stopped spinning and stepped out and looked around. "Holy shit. Since when do we have a mansion?"

"How many times have I told you not to curse? It's been in the family for ages." My mom said as she stepped out of the fire place. "Your room is in the West Wing. First door on your left. Mine is in the North wing, first on the right." With that she headed toward her room.

I slowly made my way to my room. I opened the door and frowned. The room was FREAKING PINK! I HATED pink! Not only was it pink but it had fairies all over it. I set my duffle bag down, took my wand out and set about making the room fit my taste. Black, dark crimson, dark purple and Goth-like things now encased my room. I smiled and sat down on my bed.

Suddenly the door flew open and my mom walked in. " Good God, Kiara! You destroyed the room!"

"No, I fixed it. It was mutilated when I got here, I saved it."

She rolled her eyes, "I have some friends coming over tonight. We just made plans. They have a son your age. I want you to behave yourself while they're here. Do you understand?"

I feigned a hurt look, "Aw, mom, that one hurt me."

"Kiara" she said in a warning tone.

"Alright, alright, I'll try to be a good little girl. But I'm not changing my clothes." I said heatedly.

"Just don't act out." She said giving into my clothing.

I gave her a mock salute saying, "Yes sir, I will not be myself tonight!" With one critical look she left. I sprawled out on my bed and put on Fallen. I spent most of the day putting my room in order.

My room was huge, it included a whole wall bookshelf, a huge walk-in closet, and a master bathroom.