Chapter 1

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Imogen: Hello there I am Imogen Scott and you probably don't know me because I'm that one kid who doesn't go out to parties or doesn't date. I am more of the stay-at-home and study kind of girl I know nerdy right? But right now I am starting to move in with my dad back in Greenwood California I just hope this will be good for me... Right?

( In the black household a mixt teenage girl is packing up stuff with her best friend)

Chloe: I can't believe you are moving.

( She looked at her best friend with a sad look.)

Imogen: I know right who do I know how to pick out an outfit better than you?

( They both laughed at that comment.)

Chloe: Nobody sweetheart nobody can pick out better outfits than me. Are you excited to see your dad again?

( Imogen looked at her with an awkward look.)
Imogen: Yeah I am but I haven't seen him in 5 years what would we talk about?

Chloe: Clothes and boys.

( Imogen was about to say something but her stepdad interpreted.)

Peter: your mom wants to talk to you, Imogen.

Imogen: Okay I'm coming down Peter.

( He nodded his head at her and left the room and while he was leaving Chloe was looking at his ass and Imogen caught her.)

Imogen: Chloe!

( She jumps when she hears her name being called and looks at Imogen who gives her a disappointed look.)

Chloe: What?

Imogen: you were looking at my stepdad's ass.

( Chloe gives her a guilty look on her face.)

Chloe: It's not my fault he is so fucking hot.

( Imogen just looked at her shocked.)

Chloe: What I am telling you the truth.

( Before Imogen can say anything here Mom came into her room.)

Jasmine: Are you ready to go?

( She looked at her best friend and then at her mom.)

Imogen: Yeah I'm ready.

( Her mom left so the two girls could say goodbye.)

Chloe: I guess this a goodbye

Imogen: Yeah.

( They hugged and cried.)

Chloe: I'm going to miss you

Imogen: I'm going to miss you too.

Chloe: Call me every day.

Imogen: Okay.

Chloe: Don't make a new best friend.

Imogen: (laughs) I will try.

( They stop hugging.)

Imogen: Let's go I don't want to miss my flight.

( Imogen was on her way to the airport and on their way there they were singing.)

Jasmine, & Imogen: Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing, you know it, baby
Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving everything inside and out and
Love's strange, so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on
Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby
Don't you, forget about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't you, forget about me

(Imogen stops singing and starts to look out the window)

Jasmine: Imogen.

(Imogen didn't respond.)

Jasmine: Imogen?

( Imogen still didn't respond)

Jasmine: Imogen!

Imogen: what mom?

Jasmine: We're almost there, and you weren't
answering when I called you what's up?

Imogen: I just have a lot of fucking things going on in my mind.

Jasmine: Well do you want to talk about?

Imogen: No thank you, Mom.

Jasmine: Are you sure?

Imogen: Yeah I'm sure Mom it is just that I'm Moving with Dad that's all.

Jasmine: ( sigh) I know this is your first time seeing your dad in a long time but you're going to like it there in Greenwood.

( Imogen looks at her mom.)

Imogen: How do you know I will like it?

( It was her mom's turn to look at her.)

Jasmine: Because there is a big house, a beach, and boys, and many more.

Imogen: you know how much I hate swimming and I have no time for boys.

( Her mom looks at her like she is crazy.)

Jasmine: When do you have time for boys have you ever talked to a boy before? Have ever looked at boys before?

Imogen: Yes I have talked to boys before.

( Her mom rolled her eyes)

Jasmine: They are teachers of course you have to talk to them about stuff to answer questions.

Imogen: They are still boys are they?

Jasmine: Yes but I want you to meet a teenage boy who likes to go on dates with you, and be there for you whenever you need him.

Imogen: ( Laughs) You watch way too many romance movies.

( Her mom slapped her shoulder and scoffed)

Jasmine: Yes I did and maybe some of them are trash but 50 of them are true you can fall in love, Imogen Just believe in yourself.

Imogen: I will believe it if I see it.

( Her mom just looks at her.)

Jasmine: you're a beautiful woman Imogen owns it and you would fall in love Im and just be you.

Imogen: Who Mom? Who would ever fall for me being me?

Jasmine: Someone Imogen someone and when they do I will say I told you so.

Imogen: Yeah right Mom yeah right.

( Her mom gives her a look)

Jasmine: ( Whisper) I am right.

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