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Chapter 2: Brooklake

Today is the day, my new life is about to start. My aunt and uncle come to help us move. Aunt Vicky always cracking jokes on me and Tim and my Uncle Jr. he's chill and laid back , the kind of uncle he speaks real to you. As I take down boxes to set outside, Uncle Jr. stops me to talk in the living room.
" You ok Ali?, I know I don't come around that often but you seem different everytime I see", he stares at me with concern in his eyes.
"I'm fine Unc, kinda not ready to leave that's all and I seem different how?", forcing a fake laugh out to cover up the nervousness building within.
" Mhm....maybe you're growing up on me, can't believe you're going to be 18 this year", he wraps his right arm around my shoulder and kisses my forehead.
" You're getting older and I'm getting younger every year", he laughs and gets up to finish putting the boxes in his Ford Explorer.
While sitting in the backseat taking a last look at the house I've grown to love, a tear falls down my right cheek. Tim hops in the passenger seat with his headphones blasting of Gucci Mane. My eyes get wide because I know moms is going to blow up once she get in the car. Moms gives my aunt and uncle the direction and starts walking towards the car and as soon as she gets in and hears Tim's music....*Smack, she pops him in the back of the head. I can't help but laugh ,that nigga should've seen that coming. " BOY how many times I got to tell you I don't want to hear that worldly music, should've never stopped going to church I didn't raise no Thug!", she starts the car. The whole ride took 45 minutes due to Atlanta traffic , everybody always rushes home on a Friday. Mom and Tim argued the whole way as always, they can only be each other's presence for so long before they go at it. Pulling up to this suburban area the scenery completely change, nice big green lawns with neatly paved driveways, and every other neighbor had a pool. The houses were huge , they all looked like mansions , long wide elegant staircase to the front door. Taking this all in gave me butterflies. The closer we got to the new house the more anxious I got, looking out the window seeing these big acorn trees with huge trunks and thick branches, you could climb on was amazing. The day was perfect the sun was shining and not to many clouds , nice cool breeze.
After what seemed like forever , we pull up to this tan brick house with huge windows and big drive way. I rush out the car to claim the biggest room. Tim runs behind me and I feel him getting closer but before he could grab me I run to the 2nd master bed room and lock the door.
*Bang....Bang*
"Ali ! your ass is mine, you can't stay in there all day"
Hearing the footsteps slowly fade , I crack the door to make sure Tim was gone. Walking around the house I take in the new home smell of fresh carpet and stained hardwood. Mom walks up behind and hug me, " You pick your room Pooh", " Yeaaaaa but Tim is highly upset ",
I laugh. " He'll be alright, he's a big boy... Or excuse me Man", mom says as Tim walks in with Uncle carrying two big boxes right behind him.
2 weeks later.....
We are still unpacking but I'm taking my time because I do not want my room to be girly. Moms want me to paint it pink , but I rather have iguana blue. All my clothes are scattered in boxes because my drawers are still in storage. The good thing is I got a new full size bed, hated sleeping on that small twin bed hand me down from my brother, God only knows what he's done on that thing. Laying down staring at the ceiling and texting Damon and Princess, she's my bestfriend from church since our home lives are the same. Damon is still tripping over the Quincy thing, I wish he would just accept it. While in thought, my mom knocks on my door interrupting what I was about to text.
" We have to go up to your new school tomorrow to get you registered, so show me what you're going to wear because I want you to make a good impression, we don't want these people thinking your under privileged and a dilquent." She says while rambling through my dresses.
" Mom I'm pretty sure I can pick out my own clothes and I'm definitely not wearing a dress", sighing in annoyance.
"Well no sneakers, I wish you would get out of that phase , you should be wearing more purses and heels."
"Really Ma ...can we not do this." I said.
"Not going to argue but go to sleep we got to get up early , I still have to work tomorrow." She says and walks out.
My mom always has something to say about what I should wear. I pick out some cargo shorts and a fitted white shirt. I'm going to be comfortable , it is going to be too hot to be impressing anyone. I turn off the light and jump in bed, thinking about this new school and new people has me stressed. Time goes by and my eyes start to get heavy , finally I let out a big sigh and say " I ...got thisssss" , then drift off to sleep.