You'd think a fresh start would be fun, but when it comes to packing up everything you kind of wish you weren't going, especially when you have to unpack it all after.
Me and mom had just moved from Scotland all the way to California. It's really a big change and I wish it never happened because I left everything behind. Atleast that's how it feels.
The travelling to our new house took forever so I'll just cut it out. But anyway, Let's start here and get back on with the story before I forget and change the subject without realisation.
I walk into the new house, steadily carrying two boxes of my stuff inside with me, it's actually quite big if you compare it to our old house. I didn't really want to move, I had just settled into Scotland, friends, even a boyfriend which is actually hard to come with me. To be honest I just hope I don't have to share a room with my sister, Mia. I honestly hate this girl so much. She chooses popularity over her sister. Nice to know you're loved by your only sibling. Moreover, she's only nice to me to get what she wants. So I just ignore her.
Rolling my eyes at the thought, I begin to walk up the stairs, noticing a particular room, the door was closed.. Maybe even locked, But the others were all slightly open, I process what I am seeing through my mind, sniffing the air for any unusual senses. Nothing.. There may be a slight possibility it leads up to the loft. Anyway, I continue walking up the last few stairs, ignoring the door to my left, instead I search for the best room. (In which I did) And surprisingly, the view from the window was actually astounding, and the walls were freshly painted a light purple from what I could see. I have to say I love the color purple.
I clutch the boxes firmly in my hands, planning my dream room design in my head. Slowly looking around the room, I let out a long, deep sigh as I put the boxes down on the wooden floorboards, taking the moment to appreciate the fact we're having this.. Lovely opportunity to start fresh.
It was going so..so well, I was just starting to unpack but within a second, I ended up clutching my chest, then my head, as a warm, burning sensation tickled me, butterflies forming in my chest, then that's when it hit me. The pain. It was like 3 seconds long, I didn't count but it felt that long to me.. It made me collapse on my hands and knees, rocking forwards and backwards pace-fully, panting for air, it felt good. It left though, Like I didn't feel anything anymore .. But that feeling.. A sharp dig in the chest then a clean, warm feeling. I didn't recognise it..
I rubbed my neck, massaging the tense muscles whilst wondering where to start on my beautiful, medium sized room. The thoughts on what happened, spinning, even circling through my mind. Whatever it was.. It has something to do with a person.. Maybe my mom knows.
I shook my head at the thought, erasing the memory from my mind for a brief second whilst I sort out my room.
Slowly opening the first box, I pull out my brand new bed sheets, unfolding them as my mom walks in with my quilt and laptop case. I nod my head at her, pointing towards the desk chair, Putting my laptop case on my white and black striped, swirly seat, my mum leaves. Wondering why I'm on the floor.
I bury my head in my arms, The events of earlier beginning to make sense. My mate.. But who? How? I Didn't even think.. It's like.. Like it came to me itself.. The only thing that could of been was the sire bond kicking in, he must be close otherwise I wouldn't of developed such an attachment so soon.
After the sad, confusing thoughts, I make my bed and then throw myself onto my bed, breathing in the sweet smell of new sheets and vanilla scented spray, that's until my mom walks in again, carrying 4 more boxes in one by one. I smile at her, knowing the fact she will be making her famous Beef casserole.
Now my mum is no chef, and she should just stick to painting her artwork, but she makes a mean Beef Casserole, as well as Lasagna.
When she finally leaves my room again, I get up and begin unpacking, it took forever but when I finally was finished, I stood at my door and stared at my room, it looked ravishing, absolutely beautiful.
Venturing out of my room and into the bathroom, I unpack everything in there for my mother so I can take a shower.
It had been more than 10 minutes since I had a shower, and now all there was to do was unpack my clothes then change into my pjs as I do.
I got into my panda pj's as I said I would, ( I'm such an honest person) and headed straight to bed, forgetting about dinner.
It was actually really hard to sleep because I realized our neighbors like to stay up all night with music on full blast. I wouldn't mind but it was One direction and I honestly hate that boy band. Like I know they're pretty hot in some eyes of girls, but please people. I prefer Justin Bieber and I'm not interested in either of that music genre.
6:30am - Monday
I didn't sleep much last night, my kind don't really need to Rest. But if I was going to pay off being human in this town I might aswell act like one at home aswell. The thing that bothers me most though is what my mom said yesterday when she brought the boxes into my room.. The 4 worst words I despise the most followed by the last 3.
"You have school tomorrow and you're going"
Don't get me wrong. I love my mom. But this is too much. School! Really! Do you think if I kill myself they will let me off for not coming?
Probably not.
Anyway, let's get to today before I actually gauge out my eyes. It was horrible.
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Ugh. Morning. Monday. I wake up to the beeping sound of my alarm going off, God I hate that thing. I pity these humans. How do they cope.
As I finally drag myself out of bed, I head into the shower, hopefully aiming to scrub away all the pain of my first day at Bridgewell High. What kind of name is that? Sounds like they named it after something stupid.
I got out of the shower, leaving my excessively long hair to dry on its own, I only have 1 and a half hours to get ready. As my hair dries, turning wavy, I decide on what to wear. What do humans wear? If I need to fit in, I can't walk to school in my favourite Mint green vans and black knee shredded disco pants. Although that sounds rather tempting.
Anyway, Opening my wardrobe, I pick out my rosy pink shoulder shirt, and blue denim shorts to wear, Following by the search for my studded ankle boots and socks. Once I find them I get changed and do my hair and make-up, applying clear lipgloss, a little bit of foundation and mascara.
It's 7:00am now and I know I have less than 20 minutes to get to school. So I grab my hairband and put my hair up in a bun, and grab the keys to my car.
It's only then I hear my mom calling me downstairs. So I gallop down the stairs to go see what she wants.
"Alice, you're going to be late! Mia already left!"
"WHAT! I thought I have 20 minutes ?!" I screamed, My eyes widening and my jaw dropping.. LEFT! How could she! She promised she'd take me.
"You have 10 Hun, You need to get signed in before anyone else, and April hunny, Here. Take the keys to the door. I have a surpise for you in the garage, I hope you like it.
I smile at her, trying to cover the fact my blood is boiling.. Literally. I clench my teeth as I clutch my keys.
Slowly, I go to walk out but I trip over Mia's stupid shoe and nearly fall down the stairs.
Growling viciously, I strut angrily to my car, closing the door behind me.
I grab a piece of toast on the way out and unlock my Blue bug, shoving my bag and books onto the passenger seat as I get in and start up the engine. Eating the rest of my toast, I begin to make my way to school, busting out to the sound of We will rock you by Queen.
This will be a day to remember.
