Chapter 1
Brrng! Brrng!! Brrng!!!
I reached out groggily and slammed my hand hard on the hello kitty alarm my mum bought for me on my fifteenth birthday.*hey don't judge, I was obsessed with hello kitty at that time*. Opening my eye lids half way, I saw that it was 7:30am, that was just too early for me. As I tried to snuggle into my pillow(Hello kitty also) to return back to the dream land, I heard my mum's voice from the kitchen, yelling at me to get my little butt up and into the shower.*Her words not mine*.
Not wanting to incur her wrath that early since my mum could be very scary at times, especially when she was pissed, I stood up, stretched while yawning so wide I was scared I was going to eat myself up. I trudged into the bathroom and stripped, getting into the enclosed shower. I didn't even bother to check my appearance in the mirror as I was very sure my hair was worse than a bird nest at that instant. In short, I slept like a gorilla.
The water was hot and soothed my muscles and I would have stood there for hours if my mum hadn't screamed my name telling me I had just five minutes to dress up and come down for breakfast. Wrapping my humongous hair in a towel, I applied lotion to my body and got into the clothes I had laid out the day before.*Okay, scratch that....the clothes, my mother had laid out for me yesterday*.
Oops!, I haven't even introduced myself. My name is Diana Hart, I am seventeen years old.*Why do I sound as if I'm preparing for an interview?*. I strongly believe that I'm averagely tall at 5'4 and I'm a brunette *yeah, I've got midnight black hair and I love that about me*. I'm also stuck with a pair of chocolate brown eyes and I would gladly admit that I'm quite curvy. I look so much like my mum, in fact most people mistake my mum and I for a twin, although they are always rewarded with evil glares from my humble self. *Yeah, I know my mum looks young and we look alike and whatnot but a true human with good eyes can see that she is older than me with a good number of years, so why the hell do they assume we are a twin.....*
pheew, what a rant!
That's basically all for now, I lost my dad two months ago and my mum and I are still trying to cope with things, so she suggested that we go back to my dad and mum's hometown, that is Toronto in Canada to find closure. I don't still understand why we have to get closure there, but I agreed since I was tired of receiving pity glances and stares when I walked on the streets. It was really nauseating. I was also tired of California's heat and population and speaking of which, we live in Los Angeles, the largest city in California. To cut the long, boring story short, my mum and I are to travel to Toronto today and that explains why I'm waking up at 7:30am on a holiday.
Already clad in skinny blue jeans and a red top with the picture of one direction band *Sue me, I'm literally in love with those guys*, I glided down the stairs in my red converse and was very lucky to land on the floor without falling. My mum, Jennifer Hart, was already eating and was looking at me with a tiny smile on her lips. That was a start as she was always sullen in the past months. She really loved Dad. I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and settled down to devour my breakfast of pancakes and eggs with a cup of coffee. I wasn't obsessed with coffee but I needed the energy for the trip back home, yes it was home for mum and I. Mum finished her breakfast and went upstairs to get our luggage so as not to miss the flight, while the realization of our departure crashed on me and I lost my appetite.
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