It was the first day of going to my new school and all I wanted to do was lay in bed and pretend that I was back at home in Florida with my dad. I missed waking up to the sound of his voice and the smell of bacon and eggs in the morning. I would go down stairs and he would be at the stove humming and dancing while he cooked. I would run up beside him and join like I did every morning but I couldn't anymore ever since the stupid divorce. Everything changed. Now I'm stuck here in New York with my mom and her boyfriend in some old house that they found from a friend. I begged her to let me stay with dad but she had custody of me and I had no choice. I absolutely hate it here.
"Mandy get up and get ready, your going to make us both late!" My mom yelled from down stairs. I looked at the clock and moaned.
"Do I really have to go!" I yelled
"Did you really just ask me that?"I jumped out of bed dug through my drawer to find something to wear. I threw on a black sweater and a piar of jeans and rain boots. I ran down stairs and mom was all over the place. "Oh my gosh Mandy how many times do I have to tell you not to leave your crap on the floor, and where are my papers at? I told you last night yo get them out of the car for me."
"Ummm, your paper's your responsibility mom." She gave me her I really don't want to argue with you look and walked away from me.
"Let's go I'm already late." She snatched her purse of the junky living room table and headed out of the door. My mom has never been like this to me. Back when her and dad were together she used to treat me like I was her little princess. Now all she does is yell and gripe at me about stupid shit. John isn't any help either, he keeps trying to act like he's my dad and he thinks that we're one big happy family. He knows that I don't like but he continues to do it anyways. Mom pulled up to the front of the school and waited in line with the rest of the cars. "So." She said.
"So what?" I said looking at the school. It was much bigger than I though it would be. It was in better condition than my old school. I bet their roofs didn't leak when it rained I thought to myself remembering how me and my friends would slip in in the hallways In the puddles on rainy day's.
"What do you think? I mean I know it's much bigger than your old school and there's way more kids but John said it was the best school in Chesterfield and they have plenty of sports here to."
"Of course John would know. John knows everything."
"Mandy would you please not act like that. I'm really trying to do the best I can here and your just making it harder for me." I kept staring out of the window so I wouldn't have to look at her. I hated looking at her whenever she made me feel guilty. We both let silence steel the time until the car behind us honked their horn. I opened the car door to leave but before I could step out she called my name. "If you need help finding any of your classes the counselor will help you." I slammed the car door shut without answering her.
