Hi there! My original first chapter was twice as long, (literally!) but here you are! (You'll figure out the characters along the way.) Enjoy!
"Hey mom. It's Mabel. Remeber me? The one you abandoned when I was five years old? The one you said you hated? Yeah, it's me. I'm writing to you because - well, I'm not quite sure. I guess this is my way of telling you that I'm doing great without you. Dad's been good to me; like he was to you. He's a bit strict, but he's funny, cheerful, and my friends call him "Mister Mabel's dad." I hope you realize your mistakes you've made in the past, because I'm proving to the world that my future is going to be brighter than yours. Since I don't feel like calling you "Mom" anymore, I'll call you by your name - Jane. Such a beautiful name for an ugly personality you have. Well, that's all. Expect more letters, because I'll be writing about anything important that happens my life. See you. (I hope not.) - Mabel Rivera. "Hey Bell, got any homework?" My dad asked. My father, Matthew Rivera was a successful man. He was the CEO of a major business corperation, had many friends, and was a friendly guy. "Just physics." I replied, glancing at him before turning my attention to my laptop. "Well, do that soon because we're vacationing with Ryan!" My lips curved into a huge smile. Ryan Butler was the most adorable guy I had ever met. He was hilarious, sweet, and kind to everyone. And who wouldn't love that? He had been my best friend since third grade, and we never drifted apart. One small detail was that he was a senior, while I was a junior. It didn't matter to us, but other people at school would be like "Dude, get in her pants already." or "Yeah man, she's totally hot." To which he would say, "Lay off. She's been my friend since fourth grade." I had loved him for that - In a non-romantic way. "That's great dad. What are we doing?" I asked. He looked down, which meant he wasn't going to tell me everything.
"Well, we're going to the Bahamas.." He began.
"And?"
He stayed quiet.
"Dad! Just tell me!" I exclaimed. I needed to know what the catch was.
"We were invited by the Bieber family." He whispered, trying to say it as quietly as possible. I was shocked. Did I hear him correctly? Did he say Bieber? If he did, then I wouldn't go. "Dad, I'm not going. You know I won't." I said, crossing my arms.
"Oh come on Bell, Pattie was so excited to tell us they could bring two other families, and you know she's my best friend. Come on Bud, for me?" He said, breaking out the puppy eyes. Gosh, he was much too old for puppy dog eyes, but he still did them. And of course, I fell for it, and agreed. "Great! We leave tomorrow. And we'll be gone for about a few weeks. I called the school, and you won't have to make up any work...As long as Justin performs at your school." Oh great. I have to see him sing too? That was just the rotten cherry on top the the melted ice cream sundae.
"Alright Butterblob, pack up and get a good night's sleep. We're off at seven A.M!" He shouted, with joy. I sighed, and packed everything I would need. Clothes, bathing suits, a little makeup, tampons, and anything else I would normally bring on vacation. After, I slept like a baby...having nightmares.
"Mabel, wake up!" My dad yelled. When I opened my sandy eyes, he still had a big smile on his face. I smiled slightly, and rubbed my eyes. "Alright, I'll be down in half an hour." I said, kicking off my blanket." My dad smiled, pleased. "Okay. And before we leave, make your bed!"
I groaned.
"..And I'll buy chinese food for breakfast at the airport?"
I smiled, and began making my bed. I heard his soft chuckle as he glided downstairs, singing "The Hokey Pokey."
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