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I looked out of the plane window, breathing against it to draw at heart before wiping it away. I lean back, closing my eyes, imagining what Seattle will be like while Young Folks is blasting in my ear.
But unlike Serena travelling wasn't my fault nor am I travelling to New York... sadly.
My mom cheated on my dad with his best friend so he took me and now we're here. I mean not to say she was right but I also hate my dad and well... mark is not ugly let's just go with that. Everyone in this situation is wrong.. except me, obviously.
I'm always right.
Caroline Beatrice Shepherd.
The most basic plagiarised girl name my parents could have chosen.
A gold star for creativity guys!
No but seriously, no hate to my great grandparents, but why did you have to name your daughter Beatrice? Fucking beatrice. No hate to Beatrice's out there I'm sure the name looks good on you but as I've been told many time „yOu DoNt SeEm LiKe A bEaTriCe" it's my second name, calm down.
But like why couldn't they have gone for like Blair or like some fancy royal name? Anyway nothing I can't change... if I get my parents to come with me. Which I won't because they won't allow it even though I even offered to buy them a new Porsche.. which I don't nearly have enough money for but let's ignore that.
I watch my fingers as I tap the beat
or With You by Jessica Simpson before the song switching to Superstar.
Masterpieces.
I would rather be a Superstar than spending my summer holiday in a hospital.
Maybe there are some hot patients.
I could need something or someone to make me take my mind of things like a messy court battle in the future.

„Caroline" I hear my dad say annoyed "What?" I ask annoyed taking out my earbud.
„Why are you being bitchy again?" Derek? What the hell? „What?" I don't have the energy for this. It's not my fault Addison cheated on you. „I'm sorry" I say not meaning one bit. „Anyway we're landing in five minutes."
„Okay." I say before putting my earbud back in, sinking back into my seat "Oh No" starting to play. I shouldn't relate to his song as much as I do but oh well or should I say oh no- that's not even a joke I should say oh no. I'm just gonna trust that my listening to music will fix it.

It won't.

𖦹𖦹𖦹

„Goodbye Honey. Remember I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8 so be ready." My dad says  giving me a kiss on the head.
„Yes dad im not deaf. I understood it the other five times." „Well seeing as you haven't cleaned your room after we've told you many times I disagree." Of course he uses that one thing. „Well my gut told me that I wouldn't be staying there for long so I shouldn't stress myself about it. Guess my gut was right." I give him a fake smile, his falling. „Goodnight father." I say before closing the hotel door.
I turn around but turn back when I hear a knock.
„Yes?" I ask my dad with raised eyebrows.
„Good Night. I love you." he sighs
„Love you too. Good luck not getting mauled." I smile „Thanks?" „Bye Broski." I close the door before jumping onto the bed. You know what time it is: Roomservice and watching Gossip Girl.
It's a masterpiece really. I love it. It's feels so homey. I also love guessing who Gossip Girl could be though my bets are on Eric, Dorota or Dan!

I took a deep breath before opening the window because hotel air ain't it. If you're wondering why am in a hotel and not in that murder trailer. It's simple: I refused to sleep in the woods with wild animals being able to brutally murder me at anytime even when I'm least expecting it because if I die I'd like to do it myself, thank you. Also there's only one bed in there and while neither my dad or I would have that big of a problem with the idea of us sharing a bed but we both take up a lot of space so it just wouldn't work. You could think he would've thought about that while buying that stupid thing but... that's Derek Christopher Shepherd for you.