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1. Arriving at Beacon Hills

Sup peeps. The name's Phoebe. And if you haven't noticed yet, I am mad. very mad. At who? My parents. Don't get me wrong I love them, but moving to oh I don't know another continent all of sudden doesn't make you stand on my 'Nice list'. So yeah, let me tell you what happened. My mom and dad went on a trip to America 9 years ago and met a nice family they wanted to stay in contact with each other. And that happened. One way or the other my parents got the amazing idea to save money to move to America. So they can live closer together. There is only four problems. Yes, not one but four. And it is called children. They didn't think of that. When they went to America they already had four daughters. The oldest one being 10, the second oldest 8, the second youngest 6 and the youngest was 2. Those children are me and my sisters. My oldest sister is 19 at the moment and lives with her boyfriend so she has the luck to stay home. My other sister is now 17 [almost 18] and doesn't have many friends. She doesn't care that w are moving, at all. She is just happy to be away from the bullies that live in our hometown. My little sister who is just 11 thinks it is awesome. 'Doesn't that mean that we can meet famous people and famous you tubers?' she had asked hope filling her voice. Maybe that was a possibility what would get me to like moving, if it wasn't for the fact that we weren't going to move to a 'famous' city. Don't get me wrong, we are moving to a famous town, but not the kind of famous my little sister meant. I did my research and found out that the place we are going isn't the cleanest. With other words, there are lost of murders in Beacon Hills.

Yeah you read that right, Beacon Hills. That is the place where we are moving to. It is not that I don't like moving, to be honest I have been asking my parents to let us move since I was.....since I could talk. Why? Because I have been bullied since the day I first went to school/kindergarten. It is just the moment when we are leaving. After lots of years being bullied and alone I finally found some friends, and now I need to leave them behind. That hurts.

Remember that I told you they met a family? Yeah they took us with them. Let's just say that it wasn't the best idea my parents ever had. Anyway back to the part I am mad at my parents. At the moment we are in our car driving to our new house. I am listening to music while Diana [2nd oldest] and Haeley [youngest] are talking with each other. My parents are silent and driving. Diana and Haeley are talking way to loud for my doing so I put my music a little harder. Hard enough to listen the music but not hard enough to damage my hearing.

I was looking at my window when I saw two guys holding some weird sticks. ''Mom, dad what are those?'' Haeley asks curiously. I suddenly remember the research I did on Beacon Hills. ''Those are lacrosse players Haeley'' I answer bored. Haeley starts talking again but I ignore her. One of the guys start looking at me and I give him a little smile and wave at him. He smiles back, his friend noticed and starts looking at me too.

I wave another time before the car stops moving. ''Why did we stop?'' I ask removing my earbuds from my ears [Obviously]. ''You didn't listen now did you?'' My dad jokes. ''I got my earbuds in. Ofcourse I wasn't '' I tell him smiling. If there is one thing that can make me forget about my hate and anger it is my dad. We are really close and his humor always makes me smile. Even when I am mad at him. ''We're here, so get out you lazy ass'' He says stepping out of the car. When I step out of the car I can still see the guys who were playing lacrosse. But they aren't paying attention to me anymore, they are talking to each other. I turn around but only to see a house what makes my mouth open.