You Are The One

Before I knew

This making new friends thing isn't for me. I just moved away from my hometown that I lived in since I was 4. I hate having to start over. My therapist said this was good for me to start over from the mess I created at my last school. She's right though.

They found out I was the one making rumors about my principal sleeping with one of the teachers which was actually true and I was caught with a cart. I don't smoke at all it was my friends she told me to keep it for her.

Well, I was the one who started most of the rumors around the school. I got expelled so now I'm going to an alternative school.

This is so lame.

My parents are in the military so they just had to switch bases but the base is all the way in Nevada.

WHAT IS EVEN IN NEVADA?

Nothing. I'm mad with myself for it having to turn out this way.

The house I saw online was nice. I'm the type of person to stalk the new house I'm about to move into to figure out everything about it.

I'm nosey.

Our new house is in the desert with mountains. This is terrible. I'm from Chicago where there are all four seasons not hot all the time. This is going to be rough.

I'm a junior, I'm sixteen with a late birthday.

This school is an outdoor school I'm super excited about that.

That's going to be exciting. My wardrobe is all summer outfits. I wear summer outfits even in the winter in Illinois.

I hop out the car one we arrive at the new house I'm staying at. It's as pretty as the pictures, it's huge. I look around at the scenery. I look across the street at my neighbors house. I can feel eyes burning into the back of shirt.

They stair right back at me with darting amber eyes. My heart skips a beat. I pause for a moment.

Who is this? His curly dirty blond hair makes me feel something. The muscle on this boys arms. Damn. I realize that I'm staring for too long now. Then look away to refocus myself. I grab my bag. Where the keys.

"mommm"
"Where's the keys?"

Check the front seat.

"I can't see it"

"If I check and see them keys".

Omg. She does this all the time.

I look and check again and still don't see them.

"Summer, if I check and see them keys".

Black moms are always embarrassing. I'm embarrassed hopefully that boy went inside and doesn't see her going off on me.

"Mom stop don't be loud it's late".

"Does it look like I care". She come back with the keys angry and opens the door.

Wait because why is it nice omg.

Wow.

There's a chandelier and a giant foyer.

"Mom this so niceee".

I'm proud of her she bought this house all by herself. Being a single mother isn't easy.

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I'm done settling in I can finally relax and enjoy this week. But I have to be at school next week.

Why does things like this always happen to me?Well this is technically my fault.