~ Friday, May 8, 2012 - Flagstaff Az ~

I opened the door to my new room. My new parents where behind me, smiling and beaming like crazy. It really sickened me as I saw that Mallory, 10, and Josie, 7, where giggling behind their hands. What did they know that I didn't? I took a deep breath and pushed open the door. Ugh, it wasn't a penthouse room as they had said it would be. It was an attic. An attic with a gold framed mattress, a white and gold vanity table with a matching stood, a white dresser, 2 gold side tables, and a lime green window seat by a bay window. OK not at all what I had visioned. But it would do. I looked at Mallory and Josie, they too had gaped. Guess they didn't know about the window. "Momma!" Mallory squeeled, "I want this room!"

"Mallory, you already have room and we already painted it pink!" my new mom explained.

"But I want this room!" Mallory threw a tantrum, right then and there on the stairs. She screamed and threw herself down on the landing, Unfortunately for her, the stairs wheren't carpeted. She thrashed and screamed and kicked. I simply pointed to a spot in the room and my new parents stepped over their daughter and set down the boxes they were carrying. After I set down, my own box, and my new parents had left, I pulled out my phone. "At new home, parents R nice so R kids, Mallory is a brat!" I typed 3 in the contact box and Samaya's number appeared. Then I pressed 4. Her sister's ,Sam's, popped into the box next to hers. Well, better get unpacked. The Adoption agency is coming at 4.

Oh! Right, you still dont know who I am! Well I'm Nicole Sweet. Age, 13. My birthday was 3 weeks ago. And so was the accident that changed my life. I had been in Japan at the time. It was right before study hall that I got called to the office. The police from England was on the line. My mother, on my birthday, had been killed by a car. Now I was an orphan. I was to be flown to London for the funeral, then to Maine to see a few old friends and pick up my things from my house there. And last but not least, to my Aunt Caroline's to stay until I found either a foster parent or got adopted. And now, here I am. At the Lavia's,

Anyway, back to the present. I tossed my phone on my dresser and pluged it in to charge while I decorate. The walls of my room was a drab brown. So the first thing I did was hang up all my posters. Afterwards, my walls are a drab brown with posters, maps and pictures all over half of it, (The other half has a wall-to-wall mirror) Then I stripped the bed of sheets and placed on my own. A crisp white sheet and oversheet, then my quilt that I had made for my dad while he served his jail time. But he sent it back, mostly because he doesn't know he has a daughter. Then my tower-of-pizza comforter. Yes Pizza, that was not a mistake. I moved to unpacking my clothes. I had filled 2 drawers of my shirts when my little... No, 2 girls burst into my room. Josie and Mallory will never count as sisters. "Can you play with use?" Josie asked, "Please?"

"Sorry but I have to unpack," I replied to her, hoping she wouldn't throw a tantrum.

"Oh," Josie left the room.

"Pleeeeeease?" Mallory whined, "We don't have anything else to do!"

"Go follow your sister, Mallory!" I told her, "I'll play with you when I'm done."

"Ok!" she all but danced out of my room.

After I finished unpacking my clothes, (I'll need to ask for either another dresser, or a closet!) I stocked my vanity table. Makeup on one side, um... Where's my mascara? and hair supplies on the other. Great, I lost my brush. I set my alarm clock to the right time and the picture of my Japaneses friends next to it. On the other sidetable I set a picture albulm with all my friends pictures and signatures in it . Wait... Whats that over there? Oh! It's a bookcase, awesome! And in 10 seconds flat, the shelves where full of yearbook, atlases, hat, scarves, nail polish, a china doll,and 14 scrapbooks. Then I moved on the the window seat. It was quickly covered by 20 tiny stuffed animals and about 9 medium and 2 big. There was a knock at my door. "It's open!" I called. The first thing that emerged from the doorway was a rolled up carpet. "Oh!" I exclaimed and took it from the movers. I unrolled the carpet to see the friendly flaming skull in a bed of black. Then another box appeared in the door way. I dragged it to the middle of my room and checked the contents. It contained my dance costumes. I carfully folded each one and placed it in my black chest that appeared next. I pulled the chest to a corned with a little help from the mover that had carried it up. "Thanks!" I called after him as he left my room to bring up the rest of my belongings. Ya, I know what you're thinking. I have a lot of things. But hey, I did had 3 rooms. One in Japan, one in London and one in Maine. Anyway, My new mom is saying that I have to eat now.