Everything Changes

Chapter One

Ugh! Homework on the first day of school? I thought to myself. Well, lets just get this over with:

Hi, I am Claire Marie Chase and I am 15 years old. I love playing the sports basketball and volleyball. My best friends, Abigail McDoffle and Parker Smith, have been best friends for five years, ever since 4th grade. My birthday is on July 29th. I have lived in Maine for my entire life with my mom. My dad went to prison when I was 5 years old, and I haven't seen him since. My best subjects in school are PE and math. I can wait for my entire high school experience with my best friends and new ones.

Well, that didn't take very long, I thought to myself. "Claire, time for dinner!" My mom yelled at me from the kitchen, as I ran down the stairs

"Hey mom," I replied as I saw my grandma and grandma at the table, "Hey mimi and pops! What are you all doing here? Its not Sunday."

"Honey, why don't you sit down for this. Okay?" My mom blurted softly while motioning too my chair at the table, as I took my sit

"Now Claire, I know you just started high school today, and all your friends and this town. But... um... I don't really know how to tell this to you but..." My mom stumbled out, "We're moving... to North Carolina." The whole room just went silent. Did she just say we are moving? To North Carolina?!

"North Carolina?! As in, halfway down the coast?" I yelled as I jumped up from my seat, "What about the high school life with my best friends? What about Maine? We can't just pack up all these memories and move! We have done so much here! Everyone we love is here! I can't just leave this place. In fact, MOTHER, I won't leave this place, I will just go live with mimi and pops." Did I just say that? Did I just stand up to my mom? I didn't care, but how am I going to tell Abigail and Parker? What about Prom, senior year, graduation? All these thoughts were racing throw my mind as I sprinted up to my room, locked the door, and started to cry. "How could she do this to me?" I sobbed into my pillow, "How?"

Right then I heard mimi and pops leave the house and my mom knocking on my door whispering, "Claire, you don't understand. I don't want to leave either. You think this is easy on me? Leaving my parents and family? But honey, trust me, this is more then me just deciding to move... it's... Claire will you please open your door? We need to talk."