A nobody to prom queen

I looked out the window as I sat in my seat at the back of the classroom for the last time. Noone would miss me. I was the weird kid that only had one friend, Kiera. As the bell went i finally realised this was it. It was my last day tomorrow. I walked home with Kiera. We said our goodbyes before we went our separate ways. The rest of the way home, I appreciated my surroundings. I came to the realisation I would never walk this path again.  

************************************

'PHOEBE' my mum shouted from downstairs. 'Yes?' I shouted back. 'Have you got all your boxes from your room?' She asked as I leaned over the banister to hear her. 'Yeah' I said before walking back into my room. This was were I grew up. I stood in the middle of my room, twirling around looking at the empty room that had been once been packed with all my belongings. I sighed before grabbing my rucksack which was next to the door and walked out. I closed the door behind me.  

I looked around the house one final time. This was it. I had been counting down the days till this day and it was here. The day I had feared. My three brothers, myself and my parents walked out together. We got into the car. I leaned my head against the window, putting in my headphones looking at my home. As we drove off, I found myself looking at it till it was out of sight. My two younger bothers, Archie and Freddie, didnt care. They were only young. It didn't bother them like it did with me and ollie. Ollie had to say goodbye to all his friends. Me, well I had to say goodbye to my only friend.  

When we finished our 180 mile journey I was relived. I could finally get out of the cramped car with my brothers play fighting in the back and occasionally hitting me. As I got out I saw my new home. 'Wow' I said under my breath. It was huge, nothing like our other house. Me and my three brothers followed my parents in. As soon as we were all in we ran upstairs to get the best room. 'Hang on' my dad said as he stopped us all. 'Me and your mum are not ending up with the smallest room' he said. 

My dad ended up deciding who got which room. As I was a daddy's girl he gave me the best room, of course. After all my furniture was moved in by some strong men by dad had hired I could start unpacking. I put my trophies up, from running. I was a good runner, I took after my mum. I had enter various competitions, I had always come in the top three. I hadn't finished packing yet but my mum wanted help with unpacking downstairs. I wasn't really bothered, I'm sure I would have plenty of time, I wouldn't really have a social life.  

While we were unpacking the door bell went which made me drop one of my mums china Vase. 'Sorry' I said as I carefully picked up the sharp yet delicate china while she answered the door. 'Hello, I'm Anne' a perky woman said. 'Hello, I'm Diana' my mum polity answered. 'We're your nextdoor neighbours' she said. I walked to the door to see who this perky toned woman was. When I got into view, she was a very pretty woman with a girl, probably about 20 and a very attractive curly haired boy who looked about my age. 'This is my son Harry and my daughter Gemma' she said. 'I was just wondering if you needed any help unpacking' she said as I walked up to my mum. 'I wouldn't want to bother you' she said putting her arm around me as I came next to her. 'Its no bother' Anne said. 'I like you already' my mum smiled as she welcomed them into our home. 'So is it just you and your daughter?' She asked as she stood in our big hall way. 'No, it's me, my husband, my three sons and my daughter, phoebe' she smiled. 'Oh what a lovely name' Anne said Looking at me with a massive smile plastered onto her face. My mum and her chatted away. I wasn't really paying much attention. I kept on glancing at her son who was just constantly staring at me with his dark green eyes. 'So what can we do for you?' Anne said as she clapped her hands together. My mum started talking to her. 'Gemma why don't you help phoebe?' Anne suggested. 'Sure' the girl said with a smile. As I walked upstairs with Gemma she started talking to me. 'So how old are you?' She asked. '15' I replied with a smile. 'Oh, same as Harry' she said. We carried on talking about stuff like what I like to do and where I came from. She was really sweet and friendly.  

By the evening we had all had enough so we stopped unpacking. We ordered a pizza and our next door neighbours stayed. Ollie had already became practically best friends with Harry. Me and Gemma had become friends but she wasn't in my year. 'Well thank you so much for today' my mum said as she walked Anne, Gemma and Harry out. 'You're very welcome' Anne smiled. 'We can come round tomorrow if you would like?' Anne suggested. 'I think we should be fine but thank you' my mum said waving Anne off as she walked back to her house. 

'Shes nice' my mum said as she walked back into the living room where we were all sitting on the floor. 'Yeah, Harry is well alright' my twin enthusiastically said. 'Gemma was sweet too' I added.