This story takes place in Houston.Houston,Texas.We moved here a couple of years ago from Cali.I should warn you it can get alittle cliche'-ish when it gets to the romantic part.
"Anna-marie,darling,come downstairs the Federmanns will be here soon!"God,I hated my name,and the Federmanns.They were a stuffy lot,always critizing me and making me sit straight and what-not.Not to mention their son,Kyle,who was always talking me up and hitting on me.It was gross.
"Anna!"My father yelled gruffly.
After sighing a couple of times and debating,whether or not I should get up,I stumbled out of bed.I felt the soft cushion-y area rug between my toes.It always,for some reason,gave me peace of mind.I sighed happily.This was where I should've been.In a grassy field somewhere feeling the soft spring grass under my feet,but instead I was here with my over-eccentric mother and couldn't-care-less father and our 'guests'.
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More later I got to go :(
