Samaria
School was the last thing on my mind but I woke up early for it, I was walking around my room in my long sleeve black body suit looking for some jeans to put on, I eventually found some light blue ones and put them on with my black low top vans , I looked nice I thought and it was warm out so I didn't grab a jacket.
I grabbed my bag and just walked out shutting my door behind me.
Walking downstairs into the living room putting my bag down walking into the kitchen seeing everyone there and ready to go my dad walked up to me handing me keys
"here these are your keys to the house and one of the cars outside." I took them I looked in my moms direction seeing her dressed
"Where are you going." I asked there's no way she found a job that quick.
"Your father helped me out with a interview for a job." She simply said I didn't say anything back but I'm in my head like how, it's literally only been a day I grabbed a water a drank it while they ran around the kitchen getting ready for their jobs my dad stopped and looked at me then his watch "you don't have much time to just be standing there you know." I ignored him and continued to drink my water.
"Samaria, honey look i know you don't agree with everything right no-." I cut her off "it doesn't matter I'm fine." I say quickly not wanting to have that conversation.
She looked at me like okay I don't believe you but fine, my father grabbed her hand and they began walking out I grabbed my stuff and followed them out he locked the door to the house
"This is the car you'll be driving." He walked over to me and pointed in the direction of a all black Mercedes truck it was nice "thank you." I said blankly he nodded and gave me the keys "look I know your not on good terms with me-."
"We don't have to talk about it." I said not really wanting too I don't know why they're trying to start these type of conversations with me if I wanted to have them I would speak up about it, but as of right now I really don't want too.
He sighed and just nodded "have a good day today." And with that he got in the car with my mom and I got in the pretty black truck, he must've got it for me because my seats and the thing around my wheel was pink. I shook my head and drove off I'm so glad this is my last year of school I wasn't expecting it to be in New York tho, if I wanted to graduate in New York I would've said so but of course he had to make all decisions for us because of our so called safety, something I never felt around him.
I shook the thoughts out my head and pulled into the school I once went to, I got out grabbing my stuff and walking towards the big building I guess I was late because no one was in the hallways, I walked to my locker for no real reason I don't have anything to put inside of it as of right now.
I was walking around trying to find the class I'm supposed to be in but I didn't know where the hell I was going I guess it changed around because it is definitely not the same.
When I finally found the class I opened the door and walked in and it got quiet " You must be Samaria, welcome you can sit wherever you like." I nodded and sat in the middle of the classroom it was kinda awkward everyone would glance at me once in a while it was kinda annoying.
I just didn't pay it no mind as the class went on.
It was the lunch period and I went to my locker putting all the new books and paper I had in there and then followed the crowd to the cafe it was so many people in here I didn't want any of there food tho so I just sat at a table by myself.
"Is this who I think it is." I heard someone squeal i turned around seeing my best friend I screamed and jumped on her, hugged her so tight it's been so long I could cry right now.
