'What's going on?' I ask, drowsily.
My mom's head perks up from my father's face. "Hm?'
I was having a weird dream, almost a nightmare. I have a lot of nightmares now that I know we're moving. To Hollywood. Tomorrow. I heard my parents shouting at each other. It woke me up.
'Well, I heard you shouting. It sort of woke me up.' My father's head glanced up.
'It was nothing, sweetheart. Your mother and I just had a little...disagreement.' His sharp gaze that was on my mother softened when he looked at me.
'M'kay. Well, can I get a glass of milk?'
'Anne, we don't have any milk, hon. We put our fridge in the moving truck. Want some water?'
'No thanks.' I mumbled. My stomach grumbled. Milk was full and pure. It filled me up. Water was just...thin and...well...watery. My mother frowned. 'Somebody's hungry. Well, we're go to brunch tomorrow morning. You can fill up on all the milk and flapjacks you want.'
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Blue Eyes
Teen FictionAnne Cheven is 15. Her mother just lost her job. Her father just got a new job. As a makeup artist for the biggest celebrity of all celebrities. In Hollywood. When Anne is picked up from her life- school, friends, boyfriend, home, family...even her...
