Let's Move

                                    

                                          
     It was summer of 2013 and my family had recently moved to LA for a chance to live their dreams. My older sister, Jessica, was waiting to make her big break in a singing carrier. My older brother, Dallas, didn’t want to be famous he just wanted to meet cute girls. My mom and dad wanted to direct a movie together. As for me I wanted to get into the modeling AND singing business whichever one was thrown at me first.
                          
“Amy are you ready?” shouted my mom.
                          
“Be down in a sec.”
                          
I was finishing packing up all my shoes and accessories because that usually what I always pack last, and also my makeup.
                          
“Amy lets go the girls in LA are waiting for the love master to arrive and your holding things up!”              
                          
“You are no love master, the only thing you master is scarfing down 3 hamburgers in 10 minutes.”
                          
After an hour of making sure everything was packed the family headed off for LA.
                          
                                                    **arrived in LA**
                          
Dallas jumped of the plan practically screaming for girls. How did I get so lucky to have such a ridiculous brother? As for my sister she was helping us actually get stuff loaded into the car to get to our new house. After everything was loaded we were all in the car except for… guess who. Finally Jessica got out of the car and went and grabbed him by the ear shouting that we were leaving and that he was the one holding up traffic this time.
                          
On the way to our new house there was pretty much silence the whole car ride until Dallas started rambling on about the girl he had met at the airport. Thank goodness we had pulled into the drive way before Dallas could say anything else. I jumped out of the car and my mouth dropped! Our new house was huge and so modern looking. I walked up to the front door and it was huge wooden doors and when you walked inside there was a huge spiral stair case with a game room upstairs and don’t even get me started on the pool. The pool was shaped like a little Fiji island with the whole bar and everything. The next thing that I couldn’t wait to see was my room! I ran upstairs as fast as I could to see a pretty pink door with my name monogramed on it. Then when I walked in I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! There was a queen size bed with a pretty bed spread, a walk in closet, a huge flat screen TV, a swing, a porch, and my very own bathroom along with some extra space for me to dance in and have fun!
                          
I ran back downstairs to thank my parents for the new room and design that they had picked for me. “Hey, if you’re going to become famous you might as well live like you are.” Said my mom.