Fate, coincidence or is it just a scheme?

CHAPTER 1

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I dropped my control. "Mum, are you serious?" I was in the middle of winning my dad in Wii Sport

before my mum interrupted.

"Now I know this is a big shock for you and all but there is nothing you can do about it, sweetie." She said in her motherly voice. "It wasn't my choice to begin with. If the principal wants me to move, then I have to."

"But mum! You can quit! Now that is a choice you have!" I couldn't believe it! I know that my mum is a work-a-holic but to go this far for her job? I don't think so.

"Honey, Florida isn't that bad. Think about it, beaches with hot guys - isn't that what every teenage girl wish for?"

"Mum, you are a friggen' kindergarten teacher. You don't have to move if you don't want to. And one, I hate beaches and two, I HATE hot guys even more! They're all players!" My breathing started to quicken, my heart beats started to ache, hot air steamed from the top of my head and my face was as red as ketchup.

"Bernie, I don't think you should--"

"My name isn't Bernie! It's Bernice!"I cut my dad off. He always tries to act like the good guy but in the end he just agrees with my mum. I ran out of the lounge room and stormed up the stairs to my room and slammed the door with a bang! Why don't they get it? I like it here! I don't want to move anywhere else! I don't want to leave grandma and grandpa, my friends and...Ian here. Ian is...Ian is... Ian is my classmate and he is just so sweet! He offers me lollies, his text book whenever I forget mine and he sometimes even let sit next to him! The way his thick, dark green glasses sit on his crooked nose, the way he smiles with his teeth although one of his teeth is missing and the way he dresses! Oh my gosh. Today he wore a long-sleeve, stripy polo with shorts that are connected with suspenders. He is just too cute! I don't even know why my mum wants me to end up with some player dude who is just about his face and figure, nothing about his personality or background. Or his suspenders! I swear, I not moving no matter what!

**

The plane ride to Florida was horrible. There were people vomiting everywhere and the toilets flushed non-stop. "Bern-," dad shook his head to correct himself, "Bernice, I just hope you could see that this is the best for your mum because she just loves her job too much." I let out a sigh through my clenched teeth.

"Too much? To the point she doesn't even care about her own kid much less her husband?"

"Now, Bernice, I am actually happy about this because back where we lived, there were too much travellers and not enough actual residents that your mum didn't get to teach much kids at all, and I didn't have a stable job there but I will try my hardest at a new place."

"Dad, are you trying to teach me to run away from my own problems? If you couldn't find a stable job then you should've went to school again and gotten a degree and looked for a new job, not going somewhere with the same qualifications as before. Otherwise it'll be the same thing all over again and then how many times would we have to move?" My dad looked puzzled. I guess he hadn't thought of that.

"Well, I could always do that at a new place." My mum stirred in her sleep as my dad continued, "And it was your mum who requested to leave since our house was going to be taken away because the school back in Phoenix was not earning enough to give your mum a proper salary and...I didn't earn much so we couldn't pay the bank back."

"What?! Why didn't anyone tell me about this? I could've helped out and gotten a job." They didn't trust me. That was the first thought that came to my mind.

"We don't want you to sacrifice your future for something so trivial." He tried to make a persuasive face but his face looked all squished up.

"Dad, what are you doing to your face? Ugh," dad always gets me off track. "Anyways, how is it trivial? We were going to lose our house and live on the streets! And I don't even know what I'm going to do in my future so don't even worry about that and um if we didn't have any money left, how did we afford the tickets?" I kept my voice and low as I could but the chubby man who was gobbling his pretzels suddenly stopped and looked at me.

"Ahahaha, don't worry about that. The principal of the school provided it for us." Dad smiled at the man.

"Ah." The man relaxed and continued to gobble on his pretzels. So mum WAS thinking about us. I sighed as I saw her peaceful sleeping face and started to remember some of the memories I had had with her. The time we went on a skiing trip and this fat little boy tripped me over and I fell and started to cry. My mum picked me up, wiped the snow off my clothes, and wiped my tears. Then she went up to the little fat boy, looked away so she didn't look suspicious and gave him a little push, making him to roll all the way down the hill, causing a huge avalanche. I laughed at the memory.

**

The first thought I had when I got off the plane was that Florida's air isn't as polluted as Phoenix's, maybe because Florida's on the coast. I pulled my carry bag closer to my chest because I knew starting all over again was going to be hard. Following my dad who was carrying our luggage, my common sense hit me in the face.

"Dad, where are we going to live? Do we even have enough money for food or hotel or even a motel?"

"Bernice, dear," he paused, and then he turned to face mum.

"Honey, where are we going to live?" My mum gave a sly smile and jingled a bunch of keys in front of her face. Don't tell me...

**

We arrived to a place called Florida Elementary School - the best (and only) elementary school in the whole state.

"Err, mum, are we...?"

"Yep, we are." A huge smile formed on her face. She unlocked the tall, black gates, took a big breath and walked in. My dad and I had no choice but to follow.

"Now I hope we packed our sleeping bags." I said sarcastically to my dad but when I saw him gulp, I was starting to get worried. The school was beautiful on the outside but on the inside it was literally falling apart. In the corners, cockroaches seemed to be coming in and out of holes between the bricks.

"Hah, I don't think a sleeping bag would help." My dad seemed depressed but when my mum turned around and directed a smile towards my dad, his spirit suddenly lifted and he started to run after her, showing all his teeth while his lips curved upwards. I smiled. I wish I had a love as strong and loving as theirs. I filled my lungs, embracing as much fresh air as I could before it all disappears. Then I gathered up all my courage, held my head up high and slowly walked into the new world that awaits me.