A Lot Has Changed

Chapter 2

"Aren't you happy to move back here?" My mom yelled as we got out of the truck.

"Whatever makes you happy mom. I'm surprised you're excited to move back to this hellhole."

"Watch your language young lady. Just because we lived in New York for awhile doesn't mean you can say
whatever the hell you want."

"Yes mom, I'm sorry but you know how they treated me here which is a valid reason to never move back here again." I said to her as we unpacked our stuff from the car.

The movers arrived a week before us so the house was already set up. My mom was already inside the house when I turned around. She must have left while I was getting some of the bags out of the car.

I looked around the neighborhood and saw some kids playing. It's a lot quieter here than the city. The house was a beige color with white to accent it. I dragged my bags up the driveway with the bright sun beating down. I saw the living room was already set up, pictures hung on the walls and the TV was already on.

I heard the sound of pots being banged together. I dropped my bags in the living room and tried to find my way into the kitchen. I walked down the hallway and found myself somehow in the bathroom. I eventually found the kitchen after about 5 more minutes scouring the house. I saw my mom cooking dinner at the stove with her back turned to me.

"I left your papers for school on the counter. Bring them with you to school tomorrow when you go to the office to get your schedule." My mom said as she made dinner. It was just the two of us since Dimitri went to college.

"I will put them in my bag" I grabbed the papers and went up the stairs. It took me another 5 minutes to figure out which room was mine. There was only three bedrooms but I kept walking into closets and other bedrooms. As I walked into what I guess was my room I noticed the purple and black wall. All my furniture was set up as if we've lived here all our life. It left me less work to do.

I spotted my black backpack resting on my desk. I took out a folder and put in all the papers. It was medical papers and other documents that my mother had signed to get me enrolled into school. After I finished going through the rest of the papers I put them in my bag and placed it on my chair.

As I walked down the stairs, I could smell the pasta my mom was cooking. It smelled delicious. I ran into the kitchen to see the table was set and my mom placing the pasta into two plates.

"I would've done that mom" I said as I took a seat at the table.

"I know but I wanted this to be our first dinner back here" she said. She looked up at me and smiled. I sat down across from her and took my plate. The pasta was delicious. My mom is a talented cook most of the time. She can't bake though for her life which is why she makes me do all of the baking in the household.

"Are you excited to start school tomorrow?" She asked me. I looked up from my plate to see her brown eyes staring at me, waiting for my answer. I shoved more pasta into my mouth, hoping to avoid the question. I'm excited but very nervous. Everyone's nervous their first day of school, but it's my first time back here in three years. I had let my hair grow out past my shoulders and I took up kickboxing in New York. I'm more athletic than I was before which I'm glad for. My brother and his friends made me join their gym when we were New York and I practiced with them everyday.

"I'm alittle nervous about starting school. I'm so thrilled about seeing Mackenzie and Emma again. I was hoping I would never have to see them ever agin in my life. I'm scared though that kids will recognize me but also if they don't. I'm kinda hoping that nobody will know it's me."

" Well that's understandable. From what you've told me, the girls were horrible and you went through a big change in New York. I think you'll do fine."

"Thanks mom" I said as I cleaned up the plates and silverware off the table. After I washed the dishes I went upstairs and got ready for bed. My books were already unpacked and so were my other bags. My room looked like my normal room so I didn't have to unpack anymore. The only thing I hate more than packing is unpacking.

I changed into my bunny pajamas and went to bed. I couldn't stop thinking about how my first day of school will go tomorrow.

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