*Anna's POV*

"Dad, do I have to live with mom? Why can't I just stay here?" I asked my wonderful father. I loved living with my father. He loved my tomboish ways, and they way I always stood up for myself. "Because, your mother hasn't seen you for years. Just finish highschool with her and then you can come back." He replied bluntly. I gave him the really? face. He just laughs and ruffles my hair. "That's my princess." I fix my hair, while swatting his hand away. Quit messing up my hair! I glare at him. "Alright kiddo, go get your bags." Sigh. "Alright."