~*~*~*Chapter Song*~*~*~
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VuGzJVKtW6g&list=PLOEKruZJN-G_pfYr1P5TIoq3LxIjp4BLX


I arrived home with four chatty girls in my car, talking about the upcoming basketball game that they had to cheer for. Why did they all have to be cheerleaders at their school?

"I heard that Josh was going to be there, Haylee. Good for you, right?" Ryan said, waving her eyebrows at my sister. Ew, another thing to make me sick at night...

"Whatever. It's not like he'd notice me anyways." Good thing too, she doesn't need a boyfriend.

"Can you save the gossip for the sleepover? I really don't want to make you all walk home." I spit at them, glaring at them all in the rear-view mirror. That shut them up, thank God.

"Why is you sister such a big be-otch?" Gracie asked Haylee, leaning up to whisper in her ear.

"Who knows, let alone cares. Thank god she's moving to live with my dad." Going to live with dad? Why didn't I know about this?

"What do you mean, 'moving to live with my dad'? Shouldn't I know about this?" I turned to my sister as we pulled into the driveway.

"Mom didn't tell you? Wow. Yeah, your leaving this weekend, so in two days." Haylee smirked as she grabbed her backpack and jumped out of the car. Her friends did the same. I hopped out and threw my backpack on my shoulder. Slowly walking up to the big house I knew as my home all my life, I was wondering why mom didn't tell me that I was moving.

"Ang! Get in here! I have to tell you something!" My mother called from the doorway. I sighed, and picked up my speed. "Angelina, Haylee just told me that you already know that your moving to live with your dad. How did you find out?"

"Haylee slipped it on the ride home. When were you planning on telling me?" I crossed my arms over my chest, squaring off my shoulders.

"Later tonight, actually. Would you like to know why?"

"Yes, I would. Dad has never even sent me a birthday card, so why am I suddenly going to move in with him?"

"Because I thought you should get to know him before you run off to pursue your dream of being a professional photographer. And he would like to get to know you."

"So your just gonna ship me off like unwanted goods? Some mother you are." I snarled as I grabbed my keys, backpack, phone, and a soda and ran upstairs to my room. How could she just send me off to some person I've never met? Even if he is my father, I won't go.


"Angelina! Get up or your gonna be late for school!" My dad hollered, making the bedroom door shutter. God he was a loud person.

"I'm up! Calm your tits!" I yelled back, shoving the covers off of my body.

"Don't talk to me like that, young lady. I will have you moved right back to Wisconsin.

"Do it then, like I would care?" This is how I wake up ever day now. Since I moved to LA with my dad, I get yelled out of bed every day now. Not to BVB, AA, PTV, but to my dad yelling at me. Great, huh?

My father huffs off, leaving me to get myself ready. My dad's a music producer for some really big label, so he gets a lot of money...

Never mind that. I took a quick shower, did my makeup, and got dressed, then went downstairs to see a bowl, cereal, milk and a note on the counter. It read;

Angelina,
I had to leave early for a business meeting, so a singer in a band that I produce will take you to school today. I set out your food for you, and I'll see you after school.
Love, Dad

Great, wonder who is gonna take me to school this time. One Direction again? That was a terrible morning...

After I ate my breakfast, I grabbed all my necessities for school and sat on the couch, watching Adventure Time. The doorbell rang and I hopped up to get it. In the doorway was...

Notes

Sorry I was gone for so long. I've been really busy with school, ballet, homework, other things. Here is a special update for you guys, and here are the links for Angelina's bedroom and outfit for the end of this chapter;

Bedroom: http://www.polyvore.com/angelinas_bedroom/set?id=101643991
Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/angelina/set?id=101644484