Chapter 1: Another Town, another Train

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A/N: Heya! Hope you're all good. This is the story that won the poll. Well I decided to get this up today. I know I said I would post my two-shot Let Her Go before I post this but I chipped my elbow and I can only type with one hand so this was just easier to write for now. It's kind of boring but it's just an introduction so hold on! And this story is based on the song Mean by Taylor Swift.

A petite girl with long, dark brown hair, which was styled in the most recent fashion, was sitting on her new four poster bed in a big, bare room with her feet swinging back and forth and a large opened half unpacked suitcase perched beside her. She took note of her surroundings by her big brown eyes scanning the room and the occasional turn of the head. She stopped and just looked in front of her, lips pursed tightly as she decided whether or not she liked the room. Well she knew that it wouldn't be nice until she decorated it.

"Mistress Jackie," A voice said, snapping Jackie out of her thoughts of nothing. She turned her head around her curls swaying as she did so and looked towards the doorway to see a woman in her forties in a maid's uniform with green eyes and strawberry blonde hair tied up in a bun. "Would you like some help packing?"

"No thank you, Maria," she replied politely, watching the maid nod her head before leaving to do some other duties.

Jackie didn't like work but decorating her room would be fun. It would perk her up a bit because leaving her big mansion and home that was in Dallas along with all her friends and family for a smaller mansion in a small town named Point Place, which she hadn't even heard of until her Father mentioned it, wasn't lollipops and rainbows for her.

At least the state of Wisconsin wasn't foreign to her. Jackie's mother, Pam was from Madison and Jackie had visited the place on numerous occasions. But Point Place wasn't Madison. With Madison you could see it on a map and Point Place wasn't on the map. It was practically nowhere. Jackie was certain that she would have done, seen and been everything and every square inch of Point Place within one day and then die of boredom.

She sighed knowing that her mother was right and quoted her by saying, "You got to make the best of a bad situation," she said not using her southern accent. Although Jackie was born and raised in Dallas she wasn't going to use her beautiful southern accent. She wanted to be popular again so even though her accent was perfect she knew she had to use her mother's original Midlands accent.

Jackie hopped of the bed deciding to keep busy with getting her room into shape. She finished off unpacking her last suitcase of clothes. Jackie was really happy that her father, Jack moved here a few days ago just to set up a few things to help his two favourite girls settle in a bit quicker. He brought Jackie's many suitcases –except the one she kept that had her clothes she needed for the last days of living in Dallas- of clothes, shoes, accessories and makeup with him and got the maids to unpack it for her and put it away into Jackie's walk in closet. Jack knew his Princess would want to decorate her own room so he just left it blank except the walls, which he got painted a pale pink.

Jackie pushed her suitcase under her white four poster king size bed. She went over to the wall beside her bedroom door where all the boxes were laid out and closed the door before picking up a box. Jackie placed it on her bed, feeling a tad bit better all ready.

She searched through the box until she found her pink Panasonic portable radio and placed it down on the white bedside locker and plugged it in. Another Town, Another Train by ABBA came on and Jackie's lips formed a small smile. She loved ABBA.

Jackie grabbed another box and it took a while to figure out where everything would go. She needed more shelves but she'd have to make do for now until she talked to one of her butler's.

"Just another town, another train," she sang softly as she got her last box and placed it on the bed. "Waiting in the morning rain. Look in my restless soul, a little patience. Just another town, another train, nothing lost and nothing gained,"

Jackie pulled out a small picture frame. Her brown eyes gazed at it softly and she sighed deeply. It was a picture of her and her seven best friends from Dallas. It was Christmas Eve in front of the big Christmas tree in town at night. Jackie missed her friends dearly. She took out another picture frame form the box. It was the last pep rally she was at.

Tears pricked at Jackie's eyes at her new assumption. She was one of the most popular girl's in a big school and everyone knew and loved her. On Monday when she went to Point Place High nobody with be aware of her existence. She would be a nobody. Also it would be hard to make friends because everyone was probably in their cliques by now.

"Stop it, Jackie!" she murmured under her breath. Jackie wiped her tears away. She could not cry. There was no need. She was a young, confident, beautiful woman that would make friends really easily and be the most popular girl in this puke hole by the end of the week.

Jackie wanted to go home now.

A/N: So love it? Like it? Hate? Should I continue? I'll post the last chapter of We Gotta Mind Her soon and I might have the first part of Let Her Go up today because I don't have to go into school for another three hours and then I have one more exam and the it's my Summer holidays baby! Also I know this chapter is a bit boring but there will be a lot of interesting stuff happening soon.

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