Teenage Dirtbag (not famous)

Diana has lived in many different homes. Her dad is in the army and they always have to from place to place. It's hard on Diana because she doesn't make many friends. All she wants to do is live a normal life...


2. New home

Diana's POV

My dad and I finally got home after about 15 minutes. Our driver was driving slow so we could look to see where thing was. I was really happy that there is a Starbucks (A/N: I am like legit addicted to Starbucks). Corey finally pulled in our driveway and our house is huge just for two people.

"Well we're here." Corey and my dad got out. Me I just stayed in the car with my mouth wide open. Corey saw that I was still in the car so came to open the door for me. "Are you ok, love?"

"Y-yeah I'm fine. It's just this house is huge." I said still with my mouth wide open. Corey and my dad just laughed and walked up to the door.

I walked in and looked at dad.

"There are two master bedroom, and three regular room. Go choose one."

I dropped my stuff and ran up the upstairs. I went to the door and it was just a small room so I went to the next one. It was a master bedroom with a huge window looked out at London. I don't care about the other rooms I want this one!

"Dad I found one!" I yelled running down stairs


"Yep. Where did Corey go?"

"He left. But he left something for you on the table."

I walked to table to see his number. I blushed.

"What was it?" my dad said walking up behind me

"Umm nothing!" I yelled running to get my things and went to my new room.

After unpacking, which took 2 hours, I went downstairs to see my dad sitting at the table by himself.

"Dad what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Go up to your room!" oh no I think he's drunk

"Dad are you drunk?"

"No. I said to go back up to your room or you will not have any dinner. GO!"

I obeyed and went up to room. I hate it when he's drunk. He started drinking when him and mom got a divorce. Over the years its gotten worse. He almost got kicked out of the army because he kept starting fights. Well I guess I will be up here until me sobers up.

~An hour later~

I think my dad is asleep. I looked out of my door to see him in his room passed out on the floor. I quietly went downstairs, got something from what was in the refrigerator, and walked back to my room.

If I stay in the room any longer I think I am going to go insane. I hope dad is better in the morning.

I laid on my bed playing on my iPhone until my dad comes in.

"Get off your phone and talk to me!" my dad yelled standing at the door.

"Ok. Why are you drinking again?" crap I shouldn't have said that

He stormed over to me about slap me but he stopped when he realized what he was doing.
"I'm sorry I almost hit you." he walked out of my room and closed the door.

Oh my god. I can't believe me almost hit me

Matt's (Diana's dad) POV:

I can't believe I almost hit my on daughter. I've never hit before. I am going to stop drinking. I never want that to happen again.


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