Chapter 3

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CHAPTER 3
I pay the taxi as everyone starts unloading the bags from the taxi boot. Once everyone has finished unloading the stuff we all stare at the 2 story house  in front of us, it is a light grey colour on the outside. I unlock the door, using the key that was sent to me yesterday, we all file into the house, taking off our shoes in the foyer as to not get the house all dirty. "Leave the bags here and go chose your rooms and explore!" I shout to everyone everyone runs up the stairs, apart from Sun, Moon and May who hobble up that stairs on their crutches. A little bit of sadness overcomes me watching them with their injuries.

I look around me, I am in a hallway, towards my left I see a doorframe arch thing leading into the kitchen and living room. It's spacious and clean, the kitchen has a bar opposite the sink /cooking area. The walls are painted a pale Blue that's nearly white. I go into the living room area to find a huge area adorned with white couches and beanbags, a huge tv hung up on the wall.

I go out of the living room/kitchen to explore the other rooms. I find a spare bedroom, a office area and a bathroom down stairs, I go up the stairs to find lots of bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs. Poppy has claimed the bedroom on the right next to the stairwell, Moon and Sun have claimed rooms opposite each other, and Fall and May have done the same. I guess the room opposite Poppy will be mine. I start grabbing bags and brining them up the stairs. We only have the essentials in our bags, the rest of the stuff is being dropped off by a moving truck tomorrow.

I put everyone's things by their doors, saying for them to unpack before going into my room and unpacking my small bag.

I go downstairs to find May hobbling around without her crutches. I sneak behind her and hug her, making her jump in surprise. She giggles, " is your ankle feeling better?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna try and stay off my crutches since I don't want to be going to school with them,"
"Ok," I say nodding my head, " just make sure not to strain it or hurt it in any way," May nods in response. As I turn around a piece of paper on the bar catches my attention, I pick it up and it says 'Sage' in neat black handwriting, opening it, it reads, Dear Sage, I hope you've arrived safely and the house is to your expectations. From, CFH principal.

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The clock reads 4:32 am, I slept in today, well more then I usually do, it must be this new place. It's quiet, no poppy whimpering in her sleep because of the medicine, everyone sleeping. It's peaceful. I step onto the balcony, breathing in the fresh air, it feels so good to be where no one knows you. A grin adorns my face as I go back inside, leaving open the glass sliding door to let the breeze in. I go downstairs and into the kitchen, putting in my wired earphones and pressing play on my playlist. I look into the cupboard and fridge and start making a shopping list.

Once I'm finished doing that I get some clothes and jump into the shower. Finishing up I dry myself off and start drying my brown hair with my towel.

                      ~~~~~*****~~~~~
As the clock hits 9 O'clock I hear a knock on the door, answering it I see the moving truck on the driveway, the man asks me to sign the paper and I do. The man starts unloading everything into the living room, as I go upstairs to wake everyone up. I go into Poppy's first, she's nearly bouncing off the walls in excitement, wanting to unpack immediately, going into Suns room I wake her up, then I go to Moons, then Falls, then I tell May that the moving trucks here as she's already up.

I go back downstairs to help the guy unload all the boxes.

By the time all the boxes are unloaded it's 11:23, we all put the boxes into their respective rooms before all going to the supermarket to buy some lunch along with the stuff we need for the week.

                     ~~~~~*****~~~~~
By the time we finished shopping and eating lunch it was 1:09 the rest of the day was spent unpacking our stuff.

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