My name is Alexis Julia James. I was born in Dallas, Texas but moved to several places around the state. I'm 15 years old and a sophomore student. I am currently staying in San Fransisco but I'll be moving to the most expensive postcode in California. 90210.
I have an older brother name Alan Davis, 21 years old. Engaged to a fashion designer, Savannah Louise Beckett.

I will be skipping a grade in Beverly High because the principle is amused with my grades that he decided to let me skip a grade. The reason why I keep moving from one place to another is because my dad lately getting tons of promotions. I guess I don't mind since we are so used to moving but I don't really get enough time to get to know my friends.

My dad promised Alan and I that moving to California will be the last move for us. The both of us hope so. Not only is it hard for Alan since he's engage to his 5 years relationship with Savannah but also to me. I have been known to carry a heavy records of detentions, suspensions and pranks to the towns I lived and the schools I've too. So I mostly hang out with guys instead of girls.

All the girls I know are overly obsessed Jonas fans. Whatever that means. I don't think I have ever heard of them before. Jonas? Doesn't ring a bell. I've never heard of their music or anything. Anyways they didn't like me that much cause I'm too rough and love to hang around guys a.k.a their boyfriends who totally agree with me that they don't have a life for listening to Jonas Brothers and pay less attention to them.

Since hanging around guys means being extreme and a higher chance to date one of them. I must say I pick the right guys to date. That's not what Alan thinks. He thinks that one of em' going to take away my innocence. So far my record is clean from any ridiculous behavior.

Now that I'm going to move, my boyfriend, Branden Sage is trying hard to make me stay. To tell you the truth, Branden and I was never really close and leaving him is not a problem since we don't develop any strong feelings for each other. Sure we date but when we say we love each other, we don't mean it.

More or less, I don't love him and we have no common interest to share. We always argue, never really hang out and we never kiss. Weird but we are not meant to be. From now on, I will totally forget him.

~ Goodbye~

I woke up at 8 by the annoying alarm clock. I slammed it and it crashed on the floor. I groaned and rub my eyes. Someone knocked my bedroom and a brown haired guy came in. I pull the covers over my head. Today, I'm moving to Beverly Hills, LA, new adventure awaits me. The guy pulled the covers and fold them. He open a box that labeled " Alex's bedsheets". He walked over to the window and open the curtains. The sun rays hit my face. I groaned and hid my face on my pillows.

He sighed and pull my feet and I hold the bed post.
'Wake up! We have to go soon!' He shouted. He pulled me harder. I hold on to my bed post as if there's no tomorrow.
'NO!!' I shouted and he pulled harder. I let go because it started to get hurt bad. the both of us hit my wardrobe and we fell to the floor.
'Ow... why can't you be like other girls?' He asked sarcastically. He got up. I rolled my eyes.
That's right, he's my brother, Alan, who always complain that I'm not like any girl. Pss.. why should I be? I rather be different than be girly.

I hit Alan and kick him out of my room so I can shower and get dressed. I dressed in a black tee that says " Are you ready to rock?" in red, a red bandanna, skinny jeans and red slip on vans. I walk downstairs and grabbed a toast from Alan's plate when he wasn't looking. My mum was drinking coffee and dad checking if anything is not inside the boxes. Alan return to his plate and growl. He glared at me and was about to drink his coffee when I took it and drank the whole cup.

'Mum, going to Frankie's place. Call me if we're leaving' I said and grabbed my skateboard.
'Wait, you're going to make me pack your stuff? AGAIN?' Alan whined. I laughed.

'Please! They said they have a surprise for me. I'll make sure I'll unpack my stuff when we get there' I said.
Yeah, we moved to San Fransisco about 4 months ago and before we came here, I made Alan, pack my last minute things cause my friends were doing a farewell party for me. And when we got here, I made him unpack my stuff too.

He groaned and took another toast from the toaster. I love to torture my brother's life but he wants to be here for me. Mum and dad never really care much. They didn't know I got suspended cause I hang out during suspensions and they never seen me do the skate competition and won 5 times. There's a lot my parents doesn''t know but Alan does.

I got to Frankie's street and notice they were doing a farewell party cause there's like tons of skaters and guys from Union High. Yeah I know, 4 months and I'm popular. I stop and saw Frankie by the pool. Frankie is about my height and have dirty blonde hair. He ran towards me and gave me a hug.

'Alex! You're a legend man! There's skaters here that I've never met!' Frankie said and I laughed.
'You know how I do! So let's get the party started!' I shouted and everyone cheered.

Frankie owns two skate ramps at his backyard. Pretty amazing. The DJ played Numb by Linkin Park. I start dancing with Drake, my closest friend and best friends of Frankie's. I kept dancing for the next couple of songs when I got tired. I walked over to the refreshment table. Branden came over and peck my lips.

'Enjoying the party?' He asked. I nodded. My friend, Kaylee one of the skater girls came over.
'Hey Al, let's go skating!' Kaylee said and I grabbed my skateboard. I start doing tricks that caught a lot of attention.

'GO ALEX!!' Someone yelled. I blushed and did a grind. I stopped and everyone clapped. My phone rang " Fences by Paramore" I looked at the ID and picked up.

'Alexis, we're going now' Alan said. I sighed.
'Ok, then give me 10'
'What? NO!'
'Please!'
'NO!'
'Alan! Please I really need to do this!'
'FINE! 10 that's all I'm giving!' He shouted and hang up.

'Hey guys! I have a surprise for y'all!' I shouted and I walk over to the chain that hang on Frankie's porch. A ton of balloons start floating and a loud siren start ringing. Suddenly a couple of police cars pull over and everyone scattered trying to get away from the police. I grabbed my skateboard and ran down the street.

I saw Alan's white BMW and got in. He knew that I was going to cause trouble so he waited at the curb. He sped away and enter the freeway. Now we are on our way to LA. My new home.