Bring Me Light [Editing]

Chapter 2 - Jackson

I hate flying in planes. The heights, the fear of slowly flying towards my doom. I thought I was going to live in Boston forever and if I needed to go somewhere, I could drive. I had to leave my car. My brand new blue corvette at home. The only mode of transportation I felt safe in, and I was forced to leave it at home.

Boston. I missed the large city lights and how my black clothes fitted with the polluted night sky. I miss Darren, my best friend and I miss Maria, my girlfriend. I miss my life style. My birthday present was the surprise of me moving to Phoenix, Arizona. I nervously squirmed in my seat, my black leather clothes rubbing against the leather seat.

"Could you not nervously shift?" My father complained, "Or not wear those black clothes?" My father stared at me, his icy blue eyes cutting through me like knives. I hated my father. He wanted me to be a business man, a lawyer. He thought therapy would be a start to rid me of who I was. The dark, messed up person I was.

"Charles," my mother says. "That's like asking the child not to breath."

"I want him to breath Lisa, I just think that our son should start thinking more professionally. Especially when it comes to his clothing choices."

I just sit there in silence, staring out the window even though I know there's nothing to see anyway. Why would my dad take a job across the country? He already had a decent paying job, good coworkers, good everything. How could it get even slightly better than that!?

All of a sudden, a speaker blares through the main cabin. "We are now preparing for arrival at the Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport, please put your tray tables up, and your seats in their upright and locked position, we are now preparing for landing."

My mom squeezes my hand, giving me her "loving reassurance." That's just what I need right now mom. Thanks.

"Are you ready Jackson?" she asks.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I grumble back to her.

"Oh, don't be looking so blue. This will be fun!"

My mom leans over to look out the window at the city as it grows closer.

"Define fun," I mumble under my breath.

Stepping into the Arizona airport was refreshing. I guess anything would feel good to me as long as I was not on an airplane. I just hoped that my new life here would be at least half as good as my life in Boston. We stopped by a small coffee shop vendor on our way out of the airport, then packed all of our stuff into a cab, and drove off towards what would be my new home.

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The drive to our new house was about an hour long, and when we got there, it was about one in the afternoon. I was apparently blessed with a fairly wealthy family, so my new house isn't too shabby. As soon as I step inside the house, I go straight to my room (my dad had bought a furnished house). I hear my mom yell front downstairs.

"School starts in four days Jack! Do you need me to go and buy you anything? I think there is a Target nearby!"

"No mom, thanks!" I yell back.

What!? My first day of school is in four days!? School is not my thing. I mean, I barely got by in school in Boston. The only reason I didn't bail out was the fear of my father, and that Darren and Maria were there with me. This is just great. Juuuust great.

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(A/N)

First day out of school! Yay! Slept in until like 11, and now working on this. Sorry this was kind of a shorter chapter, but this seemed like an okay place to stop. Please like, comment, vote, and follow for more!