Hi :) to anyone who has stumbled across and fallen into my book. This is my first book, and I hope yall think its okay. Anyway... Enjoy!
Btw: This is a photo of JakeChapter 1. ~Heather~
Sitting on the stone steps that leads up to the apartment my family lives in, or used to. I think about what it's going to be like living in a place without people rushing everywhere they go at any time of the day. I mean, I've grown up in New York my whole life. I understand, and am glad that my mom is finally ready to leave but that doesn't mean I'm not going to miss my friends and my school. I mean who am I going to make fun of my teachers with, or have Teen Wolf marathons, and of course pranking my brother. I guess there would be some good things that come out of this, like the fact that brother will be heading to college and won't be there to ward off any guys. Hey! I guess that finally means I can have a boyfriend. Smiling at my thoughts, I close my eyes and lean back against the cold steps and smirk. Just as I began conjuring up hot guys in my head that could possibly be at my new school, I was shaken from thoughts with a loud voice yelling " HEATHER GET YOUR BUTT IN THE CAR, WE'RE LEAVING!" Pulling myself up with a groan I stalk over to my brother, Jake who was leaning against the mini van and kick him where it hurts. UGHHH" he moans as he keels over. "What the hell Heathy, why'd you kick my money maker". Snorting, as I open the door to the car I tell him "I bet your balls are so small that you didn't even feel it when I kicked you. It probably just hurt your upper leg" Smirking, Jake leans in making sure Mom hadn't gotten to the car yet before saying "You better talk to Sam about that, I'm pretty sure she's been crushing on me" and stalks off to the other side of the car just as my jaw drops. I was going to have a serious phone chat with my biffle once we got settled into the new house. As Mom starts the car up, I plug in my earphones and try to fall asleep to the song Dollhouse. While she starts driving I slowly drift off to sleep, my last thought about what it's going to be like living in Oregon and not the big apple.