Two months since I have seen Arizona. Two months that I have been here in California. Two months I have been in this small town of 5,000 people. Two months I have been in this town called RoseMary. I have also met some really good friends. Like, Alex, Max, Jenny, Jamie, etc.
I feel like an emotional pregnant woman. Not that I have ever been pregnant or anything. I just assume this is what they feel like.
"KIMBERLY!" My mother yelled from down stairs. What did I do this time? But, do I ever have to do something for her to yell at me. I opened my bedroom door and walked out. Just as I was fixing to shut the door Olly ran inside.
"Yes, Mother!" I yelled back still at the top of the steps.
"COME DOWN HERE NOW!" she said in her your-in-trouble-now-get-your-ass-over-here-so-I-can-yell-at-
