Starley is a girl who is my cousin, just to point that out, and she loves to live with me.
Well, she is going to move in with me and in fact, she is moving in today. And I am soooo, soooo excited to see her...since I never have!
Ding, dong!
I heard and I ran up to the door and saw a long black haired girl staring head to toe at me, but I mean...why wouldn't she?! We just met and all, so she would want to know what I look like!
But seriously...she should!
Oh! I forgot to tell you, my name is Lindzey White--the coolest kid in school! And I love being sooooo cool at school.
Anyway, I started talking to her and told her to come in. She seemed nice and I thought she was a really pretty girl!
My mom came into the room and told her where to put her stuff (which, by the way, she had a lot of!).
When Starley came back down, I asked if she wanted to play outside with me and go in my tree house and Starley asked me when we were going?
I said, "Oh! Right now."
Starley was very confused. "But, we're going without your mother? You can drive?"
Now I was confused!
I asked her if she knew what a tree house was, and she said that it was something her mom would take her to on her birthday. And that the park was right across the street from her.
On her birthday?!! I was pretty sure the park is something special to her!
And then I realized that Starley's family was very poor!
I showed her the actual thing that was my tree house, and Starley filled with joy! We went outside into my tree house and Starley was so excited that she looked like she was going to scream!
Now that I knew mostly everything about Starley, I kind of liked that she was poor because in my class everybody is rich, and I'm one of the only one who isn't...so that is very surprising to me. And probably to Starley, too!
Me and Starley decided to play some games when my mom told us to come up for lunch. We were having soup with my mom's special egg salad. I loved egg salad and when Starley tried it, I think she pretty much fell in love with it, too.
When we were done, we decided to unpack all of Starley's stuff. Finally, we were done!
Then...since it took so long, we had dinner. We were having spaghetti and meatballs with shrimp.
After dinner, we went downstairs to watch TV. When my mom told me and Starley to go upstairs and read, we went up to our rooms and started reading and fifteen minutes later it was time for bed.
So, we turned our lights off and went to bed.
Then in the morning, we had breakfast.
After that, we went outside and played in the tree house again. I think the tree house was very cool for Starley and I was pretty sure she liked the tree house more than I ever had. Since, you see, I got the tree house when I was two and now I am twelve. The only reason I still like it is because all of my memories are wrapped into it, but I can see why Starley likes it more...because I'm twelve, and Starley is ten. So she is a little bit younger, so I'm kinda more mature.
But I still, and probably always will, love that tree house. And now that I'm more interested about that tree house, I should probably tell Starley that she should stop talking about the tree house. She should be talking to me and not the tree house! And anyway, if she talked to a tree house, that would probably be one of the weirdest things in the whole wide world.
So I asked Starley if she like me and she said, "Of course!" And, of course, that's what I thought she would say because she wanted to be nice.
She probably actually hates me and just acts like she's my friend and secretly is just in it for the tree house and my mom's really good food that I love even more than anything. She even makes broccoli taste good!
Broccoli!
And I'm not going to tell you how good her homemade ice cream is!
I was actually annoyed at Starley and wished she'd just pop out of my perfect life! So I stomped into my room and Starley followed me in. I sat down on my bed and started balling and dripping tears on my mattress. Starley asked me what was wrong and I said in a mean voice, "You!"
And surprisingly, she started crying, too! She started talking about how stupid she was to me and how she focused on the treehouse more than me.
Then I told her to stop crying, so she stopped and so did I. She talked about how she hated being poor! It was sooooo sad!
I told her how I was the only girl in my class who didn't have like a trillion bucks because when I was little, I was poor. And Starley's face filled with sunshine and happiness.
So did mine.
Starley and I may not have got along at first, but we finally got along in a weird way.
Oh! By the way, hi!
The end.
