After the pilot announced the arriving to John Kennedy airport, Miranda looked through her window and saw all the high buildings of New York city. Although anybody would feel excited about going to New York, she felt bad, and angry with everybody, especially with her dad. Her dad, Richard, was an English rich banker who went to live to Madrid when he was young. There, he had met Lisa, Miranda’s mother, and they had got married.
Miranda’s life was really good; she lived in a big and pretty apartment in the city center. She had all she wanted, and her parents loved her a lot. She went to a private school; she loved her friends. When her dad told her the news about an offer from an important bank in New York, she felt scared. She knew if her dad accepted the job, they had to move there, and she didn’t want to!
She loved her life in Madrid. She had cried a lot the last months thinking about this change in her life. She was scared, and she didn’t know anybody in New York; she didn’t know when she would have the chance to visit her friends in Spain. Her mother had told her their apartment in New York was really nice. She told her that from her apartment they could see Central Park and that everybody in their neighborhood was very nice.
Miranda loved New York; she had visited there a couple of times, but the idea of changing Madrid, her town home, for New York, made her feel sad. She tought her life in New York was going to be miserable. She was fifteen years old, and she had no brothers or sisters. She felt alone when she though about it, the only company she had in New York was her mom. In that moment, her mom called her.
"Miranda, what are you thinking about? Let’s go honey we have arrived."
"Yeah, I know mom, sorry." She took her hand baggage, and she followed her mom. When they were in the airport gate, a limousine was waiting for them.
"Hi Charlie, how are you doing?" her dad said. "This is my wife, Lisa and my daughter, Miranda. Lisa, Miranda,this is Charlie, our new driver."
In the limousine Richard started talking about Miranda’s new school, her new house, all the people from the new neighborhood… and although Miranda knew he was trying to make her feel better, it only made her feel nervous and sad.
After forty five minutes they arrived to a twenty story building; it was gorgeous, and Miranda loved it. When they arrived to the fifteenth floor and Charlie opened the door of their new apartment, Miranda was impressed. It was really beautiful.
"Dad, this is amazing, I love this! See! You can see all Central Park from here! Oh my god, this is awesome!"