Prologue: Moving

"Why?" I asked myself. "Why are we moving again? We're always moving." I whispered to myself.

"Victoria, sweetie, can you come down stairs please?" My mom, Veronica Alshire, asked me. I sighed, putting a shirt in the top of the moving box.

"Yeah, sure mom." As I went down the stairs, I noticed that some of our family photos were down. I sighed, I guess we really are moving, I thought sullenly.

When I got to the bottom, I saw my Mom, my Dad, and my sister were down stairs.

My Mom was wearing a blue V-neck dress shirt, a dark blue skirt, dark blue peep toes, her dark blond hair was curled, Russian red lipstick, and a brown smokee eye.

My father, Victor Alshire, was wearing a Blue T-shirt, jeans, and blue tennis shoes.

My sister, Vanessa Alshire, was wearing a beige sweater tee, black leggings, boots, a dark pink scarf, brown eye shadow, pinkerbell lipstick, and her blonde hair is straight.

"Victoria, we know you're upset, but you'll love California so much." Mom tried to reassured me. It didn't work.

"Yeah, yeah right you said that the last we moved." I said sarcastically

"Victoria Margaret Alshire!" Dad yelled.

"What?" I said, boredom evident in my voice. My dad looked like he was about to blow, but Mom intervened.

"Victoria can you please go pack all your stuff so we can get it into the truck tomorrow?" Mom asked me, her smile a bit strained.

"Sure, I have everything in some boxes already, that's what I was doing before you guys called me down here." I said before heading back upstairs to go back to packing.

I was putting my shoes into one of my boxes while I was talking to myself. "Ugh, why do we keep moving, that I will never understand." I said before I went to bed.

A/N Hi guys so this is the prologue to Bite Me the story I made. I will update when I can so until then see ya. : ) sorry it was short.

Edit:Wow this is shooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttttt.

~Kittylover23114