You woke up to the sudden jolt of your moms car.
"Jesus mom!" you said wiping the drool from your mouth.
"Sorry Birdie! Traffic is actually insane." she replied, looking over at you with a smile.
"How much longer?" you whined. "We've been driving for decades"
"Only about an hour. Maybe less if traffic clears" she replied
You look at her with a hopeful smile. For the first time since Dad died she looked happy.
"I think this will be good for us" you spoke with a reassuring tone.
"I think so too" she grinned.
You've always thought your mom was the most beautiful woman in the world. She has long dirty blonde hair that shapes her face. Her gorgeous green eyes stared at the road ahead. Her long tan arms gripping the steering wheel. Your mom had you when she was 19. You look absolutely NOTHING like your mom. You stand at a whopping 5 foot 2, with short black hair that stops right before your shoulders. Your eyes are blue like your dads. You have his nose except yours is garnished with a small silver hoop.
After what seemed like an eternity your moms voice pierces your thoughts.
"We're here Birdie!" she squealed.
You turn your attention to the apartment complex before you.
"Jesus this place is a total shit hole" you said while simultaneously bursting into laughter.
"Hey! Never judge a book by its cover." she said before following up with "but yeah it's definitely a shit hole."
After unloading the car you head to check out your new room. The walls are painted a light grey with a darker gray carpet.
"hmm could be worse" you say to yourself.
you put sheets and a blanket on the once naked mattress and crawl into bed.
YOU ARE READING
the fury of the hawk
Fanfictionyou move from your home town to los angeles after the death of your father. you try to move on and start a new chapter of your life. as you make new friends you start to develop a special relationship with a boy known for his red mohawk. ❤️🔥HAWKx...
