PROLOGUE
Hi, I'm Mariah Waters. I live in the city of New York. I live in an apartment building with my mom and dad. I'm 14 years old... But I never imagined New York this crazy.
Chapter 1: The Move
"One second, mom! I'm trying to get my things together!" I yelled back.
I knew we weren't actually going to be late. My mom always makes us think the activity is 20 minutes earlier then it actually was, just incase we took longer.
"Are you ready to go live in New York? Aren't you excited?" My dad asked me, as I was eating my cereal.
"Yeah... I'm just sad that I have to leave my competition dance team. I've been in it for 3 years, and it just seems wrong to have to quit it." I replied back.
"Hey, cheer up! There'll be plenty of competition opportunities in New York, I'm sure of it." My dad reassured me.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." I said, as I put my bowl in the sink.
I walked to the car, sat down in the chair, had my mom explain our trip for the first 20 minutes (as always) and then put my earbuds in to listen to some music, and look out the window, as we leave.
My music stopped and got quiet, and I heard a little *ding ding ding!*. It was my friend, she was texting me.
IzzyBizzyBee: Hey, Mariah. I'm really gonna miss you on the team. Good luck in New York! Text me when you get there.
That's Isabella, she's real sweet. Always cares about others more then herself.
DaRealMariah: Will do, Isabella. Thanks. I'm gonna miss you too! I texted back.
8 HOURS LATER
"Wake up, Mariah!" My mom called from the front seat. I must've fallen asleep. "We're here!" She chirped.
"We are?" I said, not believing her. I sat up and looked out the window. City lights, apartment buildings, thousands of people, tens of thousands of cars.
"Come on, we need to get up to our apartment." Dad said, as he got out of the car and walked to the back of it to hand us our suitcases and junk. "We'll get more of our stuff tomorrow, the moving truck isn't here yet."
I walked more near the building, the sign in the front read, 'Youngwood Apartments'. This must be it.
I walked inside with my parents beside it. It's huge! Then, I remembered I promised to text Isabella. While my parents were signing in, I pulled my phone out and texted her.
DaRealMariah: I'm here. Sorry I didn't text you earlier, I fell asleep. I texted.
IzzyBizzyBee: It's alright! You're here now. Send me a picture? She replied.
I took a picture, then sent it to her.
IzzyBizzyBee: Wow! It's so... big, and full! You're so lucky. She replied back.
DaRealMariah: Yeah, I agree. I'd rather be back home, though. I miss the team already. I can't wait to sign up for a team here, though. I said back.
IzzyBizzyBee: Will you ever come back?