Chapter Five - The Move
I woke with a gasp, my heart still racing. Flash backs of the dream running through my mind.
Flashback
You'll never escape me, never. At least not until the day you die.
"Mom are we almost there 'cuase I'm starving!" I yelled childishly.
"Yes and would you stop yelling in my ear child. I swear you get more annoying the older you grow." she said while rolling her eyes.
"That's why you love me." I stated confidently.
"Suuuree, just keep thinking that." she chuckled while patting my shoulder.
"I knew it!"
"Knew what?" she asked confused
"I just knew!"
"Knew what?" she asked exasperatedly
"I knew you were a cross dresser!" I pointed at her accusingly
"Are you referencing Mulan again, because I think you've watched that movie one too many times."
"Don't look at me she gets it from your side of the family." I stated in a nasely voice.
Sighing she decided to humor me.
"My side of the family! My side of the family wasn't a cross dresser!" she stated loudly in a horrible accented English voice.
"I wonder what it's gonna look like."
"What what's gonna look like?" She asked dubiously
"Where we're going duhh."
"Oh I don't know, but apparently it's a nice town. Hardly any crimes and trouble makers." She looked at me pointedly
"Oh please, like I'm going to do anything bad."
"Um is that sarcasm because I'm not hearing it."
"No that's not sarcasm."
"Then you must be crazy."
"Well you know what they always say."
"And what might that be?"
"That sanity is best judged by those who lack it."
"Well said."
And with that our conversation faded leaving me to stare out the window eventually falling asleep again.
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"Hey rise and shine." my mom yelled smacking me in the head for an added measure.
"What was that for?" I said while rubbing the back of my head.
"I don't know. I just wanted whack you is all." she stated while shrugging.
Giving her a sour expression, I stepped out the car only to marvel at what was before me.
I mean it was magnificent. Just gorgeous. I instantly fell in love.
The house was had stairs leading up to a lifted porch, it had a large window on what I assumed to be the second floor's master bedroom and it was just absolutely homey.
Just like the outside, the inside was just as homey. With a fire place and a fluffy beige couch with a brown coffee table in between, there was also a beige loveseat beside the couch and above the fire place was a flat screen TV screwed onto the wall.
Walking to the kitchen which was towards the back of the house, there I found a breakfast bar across from the stainless steel stove which was beside the stainless steel fridge. The counter top was granite and the stools at the bar were a dark brown color.
The room next to the Kitchen was the dining room, which had a four seat dark brown table with dark brown stripped wooden chairs.
I walked upstairs to find my room. Opening the door closest to the stairs I found the bathroom which was extremely spacious, with two sinks and a door which I assume leads to the toilet and the shower. Moving on I opened the door across form the bathroom to find a large room which I believe would be my bedroom. The walls were a nice lavender color and the bed was around queen sized I suppose. I walked over to the only other door in the room to find a huge walk in closet.
I believe I'm already in love with this house and I haven't even been here that long.
"So you like it?" my Mom asked
"Like it? I love it!" I beamed
Laughing she walked towards the third door in the hall which I presume is her room
"We'll have dinner in thirty, but I suggest you take a shower."
"Wow, thanks for the hint. It was very subtle." I stated sarcastically
"Glad I could help." she stated before closing her door.
Turing back towards my room I went to grab some clothes I had packed in my backpack because the moving trucks weren't coming until tomorrow.
I head straight towards the bath room.
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I tried to describe the house as best as possible and I know it is horribly done T_T sorry.
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Ficción GeneralBryony Flower, not really your average 16 year old was once in a gang. A gang that will now do anything to get her back, even hurt the ones closest to her. Every choice has a consequence, but sometimes the consequences are more than we can take.