My happy Place

New neighbors

Sophia Pov:

It was another move in day. My mom and I are the only girls who live together. My mom started dating 7 years after my father passed away, he was the wild type of guys growing up and was while I was growing up. Ever since then my mom will date a guy and when they broke up we move; it's kinda of her thing she dates them, make sure to use all their money and tell them something depressing and they leave. I always told her to not open up every time she meets a new guy but no she goes deep right after they meet because she thinks being silent for 2 minutes mean to open up like crazy. So now we moved into a new city and again a new neighborhood and man is it tiring.

Mom: Well isn't he cute
Me: Who mom, I said looking up from a box that has huge label 'Kitchen' with red marker
Mom: The mover, his muscles and his tall built is just giving me some type of strong man.
Me: I rolled my eyes ; mom he is a mover and has to lift heavy things, I think being strong is a must for him and please stop ogling over him we just moved in, take a break for a week or two maybe even a month.
Mom: A month, she said in a whisper yelling way, your crazy honey.

I just let her be and there she went walking away just so that she can touch his arms and say the same thing to him like she does with every men.

'Oh what a tall and handsome gentleman you are and I bet your tired, let me help you out and come and join me for a drink. They will for it so fast and after a week or so they run away and we move out, repeating everything all over again.

I have decided to grab my stuff before they started flirting because God forbid her flirting is the cringiest thing I ever witnessed.

The men grabbed basically everything so I just was left with my bathroom necessity and I walked right upstairs and looked into my room, very boring and plain and I am definitely not planning to decorate, because looking at how my mom was eyeing that poor mover guy, we will be moving very soon, so I don't have posters or anything.

* few hours later*
I finally finished putting every where it belongs and While i was sweeping my mom walked in and told me that her and mover guy have a date Friday night and they are going to a fancy dinner.
I just laughed and when I was about to ask what's for dinner the doorbell rang.

Me: Did he already miss you that he had to come back
Mom: Who wouldn't miss me I mean look at me

My mom had me at a young age, her and my dad were just boyfriend and girlfriend and apparently the "hottest couple" in high school till one party, my parents got drunk and well you the rest.

My dad never walked out on my mom though, he told his parents ,dropped out of highschool and got a job making sure they can provide everything for me. And having them in my life was such a blessing, they never had time just so that they can work and provide so I grew up being the only child. We were the happy family of three till my father passed away. Then everything went crushing down, my mom hit the stage of depression and at the age of 16 I had to start work just so I can pay for bills and food, Mom saw how hard I was working so she made sure to "move on" just so that I can live a teen life instead of take care of the house.

My mom ran downstairs and I heard some voice and 5 minutes later she called me downstairs and I went to see who was out the door.