the pleasure's all mine.

Part 1 - The bedroom at the end of the hall

It was my last day at home. My last day at my school, and last day with my friends. Mom got a job offer in Kansai, and she would be taking it. The job paid more, and she didn't really care about what I thought. For her, this was a no brainer. 

But why? Damn. I wouldn't say it's the worst thing that could happen. I only have a few friends, and it's not like i'm too close with any of them, but still. Mom was ready to drop everything and couldn't even wait until the end of the school year?

So now i'm packing the last of my stuff up, and off we go. That's all there is to it. 

I say goodbye to my friends that day, and goodbye to my town. I guess i'm a bit sentimental, I did grow up here after all. But a small part of me is kind of glad for the fresh start. I would never give my mother the satisfaction of knowing that I'm ok with this, but i'll admit it to myself.  

"Y/n! Come on it's time to go. I wanna get on the road before the traffic gets bad!" Mom shouts up from the bottom of the stairs. 

"Yeah, I get it i'm coming!" I call back, sighing. Mom only gave me a two week notice about the move. It all felt very rushed, so I guess it still seems surreal to me. I grab my old jewelry box, the one that skipped a beat when it plays it's song, and my jacket. Hopping down the steps, I zip my coat up. Getting my shoes on I run out and hop into the back seat of the car. I like to keep a safe distance from my mother. She's not an aggressive person per say, I just don't like being around her. She starts the vehicle, and I watch my childhood home disappear right before my eyes. 

"Bye then." I mumble as we turn the corner.

"Y/n! Y/n! Wake up already, we're here." Mom says, shaking me awake. 

"Mhn!" I mumble, trying to wave her hand away. I rub my eyes, confused and lost for a moment before it registers in my brain what's going on. I look up to the new house. It's a bit smaller than the last one, but I guess it's cute. I groan as I open the car door and step out, stretching my arms. I didn't mean to fall asleep, but I guess it's good that I did. I would have started overthinking everything if I was up for the ride. 

Damn, me thinking about overthinking is gonna make me start overthinking- I say to myself. Sometimes I hate the way my brain works. I gather my few boxes from the trunk and walk up to the front door. The handles... broken? It jiggles in a weird way. Definitely not normal, but I laugh at myself thinking about it as I push the door open. I'm greeted with a cool breeze, and an echoey, empty feeling. Everyone always talks about moving, and how weird it is to have a new home. But I never really thought about how it would feel. It's odd, knowing i'll never kick my shoes off in the foyer and make a left into the kitchen when I get home from school. I'll miss my home. 

But if this is my new home now, I can't really do much but suck it up, and deal with it. 

I walk around the main floor for a bit. It's already furnished for the most part, I guess that's cool. The kitchen is small, and we don't have our island like we did before. The living room is outdated, and the carpet is a putrid mustard yellow. That's gotta go- I think to myself. Overall, it's not terrible. I make my way upstairs to check out the bedrooms. Mom said I could pick one that I liked, so I guess I have to. This is kind of excited though, I can't help but feel a little giddy as I walk down the hallway. 

Peeking inside the first room, it's actually a decent size. Maybe even a bit biggers than my last one. It's empty except for an old bed frame and a small side table. I laugh as I run my finger down the window sill, collecting dust. I walk out and over to the next room. Opening the door, this one is bigger for sure. But it's painted white, and it's completely empty. 

"Echo!" I say, listening for a response. I'm still a kid at heart, don't judge!

Exiting the room, I notice there's one more room to look at. It's at the end of the hall, and the doors already slightly opened. I make my way over, pushing the door open wider. It's smaller than the other two, but for some reason, it's more inviting. There's a bed in the corner, and there's a white, metal side table. The windowsill is wide enough for me to put things on it. I think of my plant obsession and giggle at how perfect the room is. The closet in the corner is big enough for my clothes. The walls are a light grey colour. 

"I'll take this one! The one at the end" I shout down to mom. 

"Huh? Oh! Yeah that's fine." She answers. I head back down and out to the car to gather my stuff. The rest of the day is spent organizing everything, and getting my room together. I set my jewelry box on the side table, careful as to not play with it too much. It's quite old, you know. 

I end up falling asleep at 2am. I don't even have sheets for my bed yet, just my favourite blanket from back home. It'll take some time to adjust but, I think I should be fine here.

At least, I hope so.