In love with my neighbor ⇝ENGLISH VERSION⇜

Chapter 15

Monday, November 27, 2017

Yesterday I fell asleep around six in the morning. My mother was very angry with me because I made her leave work early. Even so, he did not punish me. Although, yes, during the day my parents kept a lot of secrets and didn't talk to me much. After the nap they sat me down on the couch to talk to me. Finally, we moved, but we have stayed in the town.

The house is in an area with no neighbors, there isn't even a store or anything, we are totally on the outskirts and isolated. The new house apparently has its own pool, a room for the baby, there is also a room for me, although from what they have told me I think I will be in the attic that the house has, since it is practically a room as big as the one house and they have told me that all that space is for me.

After hearing the news we began to collect everything in boxes and this morning we got up early to take it to the removal truck.

- Goodbye dad! - I shout leaving the porch - I'm leaving, I'm late!

- Good bye daughter!

As I am late I have taken the bicycle. Once I arrive I leave it at the reception and I run to my class.

. . .

- Guys - it's the director - Professor Paula hasn't come, since it's last minute you can go home - everyone celebrates and runs away.

When I get home I see my parents carrying, apparently, the last two boxes to the truck.

- Lara – says my father – we were going to the new house, will you come and help us?

- Clear! I'm looking forward to seeing her – she wasn't going to be able to do much in an empty house anyway.

We got in the car and in less than ten minutes we arrived at our new home. It is huge and there is nothing around it, just fields and trees. I help them unload all the boxes and furniture. To eat we go to a bar and later we went back to continue with the move. This time I have decided to organize my room, although the bed fell and broke in the process of taking it to the truck. I am going to spend a few days sleeping on the floor or from house to house because they have commissioned me a double with a couch.

- Lara! – my father shouts from the living room.

- What is happening Dad? - I answer him.

- Your phone is ringing – I can't hear it from here.

- Who puts what it is? – If it's not important I'm not going to take it now.

- It says it's Cristina - I'm about to run - Do you talk to Cristina? - I pick up the mobile.

I leave the house and pick up.

- Tell me - I manage to say breathlessly.