Prologue (Alexia)

The summer holidays, I've been waiting for them all year. In addition, I intend to past them with my best friend Amelia (Funny coincidence my name is Alexia and she Amelia). We even did a TO-DO LIST.

- Well then\, see you on Saturday\, my darling\, Amelia says.

- Yes\, I say

I start my car and get out of the high school parking lot. I arrive in front of the gate of our house very quickly and open it with the remote control. Weirdly my mother's car is in the yard, it never finishes its service until 7 p.m. normally. When I enter the house I find my mother sitting on the busy couch with a long list like in cartoons.

- Good evening mother?! What do you do? I asked him when I put my bag on the coffee table.

- Good evening. Good news Alexia! You're going to spend the summer at your grandmother's house in Los Angeles\, she says with all her enthusiasm as if it were the best revelation of the century.

- what! But mother I was old enough to spend the whole summer at Granny's. At the time it looked cool because she gave me candy and chocolates\, let me watch TV as much as I wanted to sharply also scribble her walls with felts. But I've been past that age for a long time\, and now I have many more exciting occupations.

- Alexia! She scolds\, your grandmother hasn't seen you since you were 14\, now you're 17. And don't worry\, I'm sure you'll find something to do once you get there.

The fault to whom if I have not seen it for almost 3 years I want to say but instead I say:

- But we had already planned things with Amelia I grumbled

- She can come if her parents allow her to do so.

- You know very well that her mother will never let her come\, I yelled.

- Drop a tone my dear\, you go there a point that's all she says in her authoritarian voice. Now go pack your bags and in the meantime Daniel will be filling up on your car. We leave tomorrow morning at 6:30\, Daniel will drive your car and I will drive mine. I just want to make sure you're actually in Los Angeles after I get back by Sunday at the latest\, she adds.

I go up to my room like a fury, and slam the door. Not only that, but I hate it when my mom makes decisions without asking my opinion. She's had this mania to do it since my father died three years ago. It was at her funeral that I last saw Grandma. My mother especially wants to get rid of me to avoid scandals during her election partner to be mayor. If I'm in Los Angeles, she can sleep in peace, she says. But it's not going to happen like this.

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