As a teenager growing up I had this idea in my mind that moving out is gonna be the easiest thing in the world, a big piece of chocolate frosted cake, but it's not. Moving away from my family (aka my whole support system) was probably the saddest thing that's ever happened to me besides the last episode of Gossip Girl.
My family consists of my mom, Karen a typical mom who'd do anything for her kids, my dad, John a light hearted jokester, my brother Xavier who's pretty much your normal smelly teenage boy, and of course yours truly, Cristina. I grew up in small town outside of L.A, so you can only imagine how much of a struggle it is going from a gated off community with snobby rich kids, too big skyscrapers and whole bunch of new people with goals just as big as mine.
I applied to my dream college in L.A back in my senior year of high school, and to my luck I got accepted. My mom and dad both went to this school when they were around my age, and that's how they met each other and fell in love. So I guess you could say I've been dreaming of this since I was a little girl running around in footsie pajamas. Yes, the whole packing my pictures of friends and family, clothes, and a few stuffed animals (don't judge) into boxes brought a few tears to my eyes, but nothing hurt worse than saying goodbye to my crazy family at the train station.
When we first go to the station it was more hectic than I thought it was going to be. There were so many people around me hustling to get to their platform in fear of missing their train. For the amount of people that came through this place everyday it was fairly clean.
My thoughts were soon caught off by my Mom speaking to me, "Just make sure you stay safe, and please don't talk to strangers or open your apartment door for anybody, and I mean anyone Cristina!" My mother said threateningly as she was hugging me tightly.
She was a lot more stressed out about this than I was, and that's shocking considering how much of a nervous person I am. Finally she let go of her death grip that she had on me after what seemed like an eternity. I love my mother to death but she can be a hand full.
My dad and brother strolled over from the mini connivence store in the station with a plastic bag in both of their hands.
"Thought you might want some of your favorite snacks for the ride." My dad said with a big smile across his face, he's always happy. It seems like nothing can ever bring down his spirits.
He let out a deep breath and said, "I'm just so proud of you kiddo, you're finally going to be able to be the person you've always wanted to be, and find your destiny like me and your mother."
He hugged me firmly and gave me a light kiss on my forehead, his beard scratching faintly against my skin, he's always done this since I was a little girl. Xavier then walked over to me and gave me a weird face. He's always been naturally attractive to the girls at our high school. (I don't know why I think he's a weirdo) But he's got our moms blonde hair and blues eyes that I've always been jealous of, while I had dads brown hair and brown eyes.
"What're you looking at butt munch." I said sarcastically.
He laughed, " Just never thought you'd actually go off to college." He replied jokingly.
I punched him in the arm, "Hey, that's unfair." I chuckled. Im not gonna lie, I was gonna miss my family a lot, no matter how much of a royal pain in my butt they can be, I know they love me. Although, I was a lot more excited for the adventures to come in L.A.
I mean can I just comment on the amount of hot college guys I'm gonna see while living there?! Even though I'll never EVER come close to a guy because I have the same charisma skills and attractiveness of a potato. My thoughts on hot boys aside, me and family walked over to a nearby bench on the busy platform and rested there until my train came.
About an hour later of talking and sitting on a metal bench with my family, having my butt go numb, and bickering with my brother about conspiracy theories, the train finally rolled into the platform.
"Well I guess this is it." my mom said choking up, meanwhile dad wrapped his arm around mom's waist and held her, "Oh she'll be okay." He soothed my mother, "She's my daughter after all, F.Y.I Cristina there's pepper spray in that bag as well in case you need it and don't be afraid to use that sucker, that could stun a bear from coming after you."
I chuckled at him, "Thanks dad. I love you guys so much and I'm gonna miss you, I'll call you as soon as I'm done unpacking and settled into my apartment!"
I started walking to my train and went up to the stairs that lead to the door of my train car. As I looked back to my family my mom made a sad attempt of smiling, while my brother and dad both waved with big smiles on their faces. God I'm gonna miss them I thought. I waved back and smiled as I stepped onto the train car that was bringing me to a new point in my life. Little did I know what was about to come of my life in L.A.... College.
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