Chapter 1 Moving to a new city

Somewhere in LA

"Fûçk! Fûçking! Fukerson!!!" A feminine voice eachod off the block of the building.

Inside the walls, a girl could be seen seated on the ground in her room, covered with her belongs,

A big luggage was open but nothing was inside it, besides her was another unpacked luggage, her hair dirty and scattered all over her face.

she was frustrated and didn't want to do this this but gwad hated her...

"Fûçk!!! Fûckery!!! Fukerson!!" She screamed again, scattering her already scattered hair.

God hated Trista and the evidence was right there outside her room, walking around.

The cool wind brushed her skin in a gently cares and she close her eyes, embracing the feel of nature.

"Trista!! Oh my goodness, you haven't packed?" An older woman came into her room, with her eyes wide.

That is her mother's Diana, the torture God gave her as mother. They are always moving, from city to city.

Ever since she could remember that have been moving and she don't even have a single friends just cos the woman can't keep a job!

The woman had told her, her father disappeared mysteriously and now she has to work double to provide for her but hêll, she needed a friend too.

It would have been much better if anyone was gonna miss her when she's gonna at least that way she won't feel it cos it will be on both side

Losing!

Misery love company so she could use it.

"Listen to me Young lady, if you're not done packing before the Uber gets here, you're coming with me without clothes and you will wait for next month before I get you anything," her mother, Dianna said pointing her index finger at her

She was Stu standing by the door.

"I don't wanna go to Maryland," Trista fired back "can't we just stay here? I love it here!" She added sadly

Her mother walked into the room fully now.

"There are better schools in Maryland... For Christ sake Trista cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it," her mother turned around and walked away from her.

"Fûçk! Fûçking!! Fûckery!!! Fûkerson!!!" She screamed like a maniac.

How is life in Maryland going to be? She was gonna start all over again? Go through bullying all over again?

Lucky Diana, she was easy to make friends but what about her?

The car horn outside made her scramble to her feet, she bent over and began packing her bags as fast as she could, trying to see if all her clothes could fit.

The first thing she will do when she gets to Maryland is to explore the city, fûçking Maryland.

"Trista Jacob!" Dianna yelled from the leaving room.

"Coming in," She replied, raising her voice so her mother could hear her.

Her mother was lucky they were moving out If not their landlady would have come knocking on their door, demanding that they lower their voice or she throws them out.

The fûçking old lady won't even let them be, they have to speak in whispers.

"Trista!!!"

"Coming..."

"We will miss the flight and I don't have money for extra ticket," her mother yelled.

She rushed out from the room, dragging her first luggage from behind as she ran.

Her mother who's waiting in the living room with the cab man all set glared at her.

"Drop it, drop," she scolded, walking towards her.

Trista did as she was told.

"Now go get ready, quickly.."

She rushed back into the bedroom and began searching for something nice to wear, she found a Whit crop top and a plan pant so she smiled, changing Into it.

By the time she walked out her mother was already done and waiting for her.

How the hêll is the woman always so fast in getting everything ready? Will she still be like this in Maryland?

"Dianna, you and your daughter are trying to pull my house down, lower your Voices!" The old lady that owns the building said, standing at the entrance of her apartment.

"Of course," her mother smile at the lady but Trista rolled her eyes.

Food thing the New Company her mother works for gave her a promotion and they transferred her to Maryland, at least they will have their own house and car.

Trista got into the back seat with her mother.

"Maryland here I come,"