"I'm WHAT?" I screeched.

"You're going to La Push, Washington to live with your Uncle Billy," repeated Mother.

"I have an Uncle Billy?" I asked, raising my perfectly done eyebrows.

"For the hundredth time, yes. You met him once when you were six," Mother said impatiently.

"But why?" I whined.

"Your father is having some… financial issues and we think it would be best if you were away while we deal with all of this," Mother explained.

My father? The big lawyer of New York that makes the highest income in the state, losing his job? It didn't process in my brain.

"Will Lucinda be coming?" I asked skeptically.

"No," said Daddy.

"Then I'm not going," I said, crossing my arms.

"Danielle," warned Mother.

I glared at her.

"Danielle, your mother and I just want what's best for you," Daddy explained calmly, even though Mother was losing her temper.

"Then let me stay here," I said using my Daddy's little girl voice and making my face go all soft and sweet.

"That is out of the question!" Mother snapped.

I turned to her, letting the anger flair out of my eyes. She did it right back to me.

"I have work to finish up. You are excused Danielle," dismissed Father.

I got out of the chair in front of my Father's desk in his office and glared at them both before storming out of the room.

"LUCINDA!" I screamed.

Lucinda came running down the hall, "Yes Miss Danielle?" she asked.

I ignored her as she followed me into my bedroom. Lucinda was my nanny this year. My parents were always away for work, so Lucinda took care of me. Before Lucinda was Brenda and before Brenda was Haley. I fell face first onto my bed and screamed into my pillow. Lucinda stood next to me until my fit was over. When I was finished, I smoothed down my clothes and went to my vanity to brush my hair. It was originally brown, but I got some lighter highlights as soon as Mother let me. I hated my plain brown hair. But now that I figured out a way to get it to curl at the ends and it was a good enough color, I didn't mind it. When I finished my hair, I reapplied my lip gloss and stood up. I was planning to take a car out to our ranch so I could ride Auburn, my favorite horse. I had six horses, but Auburn was the prettiest of all of them.

"Um, Miss Danielle," Lucinda said quietly.

"Hm?" I asked absent mindedly, searching through my walk in closet for my riding clothes.

"Shouldn't you be packing? Mr. and Mrs. Banks said you were leaving the day after tomorrow," she squeaked.

I snorted, "Oh, I'm not leaving. I'll find some way to convince Daddy not to make me go," I said matter of factly.

"But Miss Danielle, I was already laid off this morning. It's my last day," she said quietly, I froze.

"You can't leave me!" I screamed, running to her and wrapping my arms around her waist.

I always did this to all of my nannies before they left to make them feel guilty for leaving me. They would always bug my parents about staying another year so I wouldn't be so upset, but of course they would say no. Lucinda gently pried my arms from her waist.

"I'm sorry Miss Danielle," she said sadly.

"But I'm going to die without you," I whined.

"You're thirteen years old. I'm sure you'll be fine," Lucinda said.

I glared at her and stomped my foot. She just looked at me so I stomped my foot harder.

"Get out!" I screamed.

She rolled her eyes and walked out of the room, "You are a spoiled brat," she said calmly before slamming the door.

"You are not allowed to speak to me that way Lucinda!" I screamed.

I heard the front door of our apartment slam shut and I knew she was gone. I stomped my foot again and hit the call button on my buzzer over and over again until someone say, "Yes Miss Danielle?"

"I'm ready for dinner," I muttered, "Try and answer quicker next time!"

I made my way to the dining room five minutes later and Kayla set down my food in front of me. Sushi?

"You know I'm trying to eat vegan!" I yelled, but if anyone heard they ignored me.

I groaned loudly and dug into my food. I was starving. When I was finished, I walked back to my bedroom and looked around. The walls were yellow with white crown molding. My king sized bed had a white canopy and a green comforter. My white desk was completely organized, just how I had left it and my Mac was there. Every book was in place on my bookshelf and even my pile of stuffed animals from when I was three was in order, yet something was missing. I looked around, trying to figure it out. Then I realized it was Lucinda. She was always waiting for me after dinner. I glared at no one in particular as I got ready for bed. I put on a pair of silk pajamas and brushed my teeth. I checked my phone before I turned it off. I had a text from Margret, but I decided to answer in the morning. I was too tired from all the screaming I did today. Oh well. Tomorrow, my life would go back to normal. I would go to school in a private car and then go to ballet class and then have a tennis lesson and then come home and Lucinda or whoever my new nanny would be would help me with my homework. I would eat dinner, talk to my friends, and then put on another pair of silk pajamas. Yes. That's exactly what would happen. I wouldn't leave my huge apartment on the top of our building and I wouldn't move to La Posh or whatever it's called. I used these thoughts to sooth myself to sleep that night.