Chapter 1

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Violetta's POV

I walked out of the air plane, it was a warm day here in Buenos Aires. I didn't want to come back here, I had to leave all my friends behind and I am not really good with new people! "I bet you can't wait to see the party Jade has organized for you" said my dad pulling me out of my thoughts "Erm not really I responded, dad you know Jade doesn't like me and I personally don't like her!" Jade is my dad's new girlfriend, I really hate her she acts all sweet around my dad but is always mean to me. She even threatened to send me to a boarding school once. She didn't come with us because she can not stand to be in vehicle for more than 30 minutes. "Hello German and Violetta how was your trip??" Ramallo asked "Good" I answered. Ramallo is my dads personal assistant, he is always really nice to me! He is like my uncle although Jade wants to get rid of him!! "The car is parked right over there" pointing at a black van, " we will be home in no time" The drive was really long but I listened to music, I really like music it feels like music is a part of me weather I like it of not, my mom was a singer she died in a car accident on her very last tour. Thinking about my mom always makes me sad. "here we are Castillo house" Ramallo exclaimed. As I walk in the door Olga jumps out "OH MY LITTLE GIRL YOU ARE SO GROWN UP!!!" She hugs me until I can't breath "Olga come down I can't breathe"i struggled to say " Oh sorry my little Violetta, but I am so happy to see you!!" " I am happy to see you too but that doesn't mean you can strangle me" I exclaimed. my dad is really over protective he is so annoying, I can't even go to school I have my own personal teacher " Where is Ms.berry anyways" I said. "OMG we forgot her at the airport"my dad screamed "Hurry up Ramallo we have to go get her
At the airport
"I am handing in my notice sir" that is all she said and walked away.
"Violetta"someone exclaimed in the back I turned around and saw...

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