New York, New World

Rosalina had her life going great. Except for the fact that she was 'underweight'. But she didn't care much because she didn't believe it. She was happy with her life, great friends, great grades, great cozy neighborhood. At least until it all came crashing down. The death of her only know parent results in her having to leave her great life behind and start a whole new one in a big city—New York City. Luckily, a group of friends helps her find her place in the world.

A/N: So in this lovely story, their all the same age except for Alex. So they're all twelve, and Alex is nine. And now band. Here's the first chapter, enjoy!

Rosalina's POV

I hate going to the doctor. It's the only thing in this world I hate doing. She's always pestering me about eating more and gaining more weight. "Your twelve years old and five foot two but you weigh as much as a six year old!" she tells me. So what? Maybe I like being skinny. I enjoy weighing 74.8 lbs. It's not like I don't eat. I just give most of my food to the street dog outside my window.

Like twenty minutes after my appointment, my mom was lecturing me about being underweight. And she wasn't paying attention. And it was all my fault that we crashed. It was awful! I was find, just traumatized. My mom died because she wasn't focused on the road. She was focused on me. Two days later, I watched a bunch of men come in, packing away things. I backed up my room, letting them take it I was moving to New York City. That's where my Dad lives. I hadn't seen him since I was two, when they got a divorce.

"I can't believe you're moving, Rose," Gina, my best friend, said.

"And at the peak of summer," Stacy, my other best friend, said.

"I'm going to miss you guys so much," I said, hugging them. "And I'm only an hour or two away. I'll come visit as much as I can."

"And how will you do that?" Stacy asked. "You're twelve. You can't drive."

"I can take a bus," I said.

"We'll see about that," Gina said. "Kris, you're so lucky. You live in New York."

"Yea," Kristina, my other friend said. "But I'm in Waterbury for vacation with my Moms. I can't just ditch her and go back to the Apple. That's rude."

"At least I'll have you when you get back for school," I said.

"I doubt it," Kristina said. "Your dad lives in Manhattan. I live in the Bronx. They're really far apart."

"My life sucks right now," I whined.

"It'll get better, kay?" Gina said. "Call us everyday."

"Not like I had anything better to do," I said. "I'm really gonna miss you."

"Bye hon, have a good summer," Stacy said, hugging me.

As the car drove off, I watch my entire life fade off. I was leaving it all behind.