Hi. The name's Thomas. Thomas Wattson. I'm 17 years old. I live with just my dad, since my mother died in a plane crash while she was going to Canada five years ago.
Me and my dad move ALL the time! I wish I can just take a break from all of this moving out and shit. People say i'm lucky because I have such a rich dad, he owns a business..Traveling the world. Trust me on this though..I. Am. NOT. Lucky. At all..
"Thomas, we're here!" My dad exclaimed. He was more excited than usual, because his brother is in Florida. YEP. Florida, the place where my dad and his STRICT and ANNOYING brother were born and raised.
His brother hasn't ever moved from where they lived, if he did, he would be 'homesick' That's a stupid reason. He should know how it feels to move from state to state every once in a while. "My baby boy, help me with the suit cases please?" Ugh. "Dad, don't call me that. I'm not 9 years old anymore!" I hated when he called me that nickname. I'm literally gonna be a Young Adult soon.
Whilst taking out the suit cases, I stop to place my earbuds on, taking out my phone from the jean's pocket and putting on my favorite playlist. a few seconds later, My dad's brother, Uncle Mateo sprinted towards my dad in delight. "My amazing brother! Oh how I missed you!!" He tightly hugged my father. He chuckled, and hugged back.
"I missed you too, brother! Oh, come greet my son!" He pointed straight at me, I took off my earbuds and sighed. "Greetings, Thomas. Please, both of you follow me to my home." Me and my dad closed the car, neatly parked on the front of Uncle Mateo's house.
We dragged our suitcases inside the house. Woah..Uncle Mateo's house was beautiful.
\"Your rooms are upstairs. My brother's to the left, and Thomas's to the right, second door."
I went upstairs and open my room door. It was pretty plain, beige walls, a fancy wood floor, and white sheets and pillows for my bed. I decided to spice up my room by hanging up my favorite plants and flowers. Then, I add my clothes inside the closet, one by one.
Finally, I added some fairy lights to light up the room when it's bed time.
I flop on my new bed. "Wow...This bed is comfortable.." I said to myself. "Thomas!" My dad flipped my door open, as I turn to look at him. "Yea dad?"
"I wanna tell you that you are going to your new school tomorrow!" WHAT!? We just arrived, and i'm already going to school?! Ugh.. "Your uniform is in the closet...Don't look so pouty. You'll be alright, you're gonna make new friends!"
"Mhm.."
"I love you son!" He then walked out of my room. I exhaled heavily. What's the point of going to school if i'm gonna move out every now and then? I'm gonna skip dinner. Me and my dad already ate at a restaurant before heading to Uncle's house and i'm stuffed to the brim.
It was already pretty dark, it was 8:00 PM. Time went by fast. "Ugh, tomorrow is gonna be a big day, I guess." I slide off my bed and take a pair of grey sweatpants and a long sleeve baggy black and white striped blouse and head to take a warm shower.
The bathroom was very fancy, it has a gold and beige squared pattern on the walls, the same floor. I didn't know a toilet can look fancy! I then added my fresh pj's, brushed my teeth, and turned on the fairy lights, plopped on my bed.
I covered myself with the thick white clean blanket, the air conditioner turned on.
"Well, goodnight to me.." I took deep breaths until I then fall into a deep relaxing sleep...
(This took an hour. OH MY GOODNESS. I am so tired, but I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Next chapter coming tomorrow or maybe in 2 days! :D)
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RomanceA 17 year old boy named Thomas Wattson just moved to Florida. His dad, Oscar Wattson is a famous businessman traveling the world, so they move a lot. Thomas hasn't really had any friends until he goes to his new school, Eastern Study Academy. A goof...
