2: Getting Weird

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"Get out." I hissed. Mom looked shocked at first but then she leaves. This time, I locked my door. She was going to make me see my dad who left before I was born. No way. I don't care if he had the answers to my weird changes, I was not going. He could be a billionaire for all I care. I wasn't going.

Two days later...

  I looked over at my mirror. My eyes were gold as ever and still angry. I grabbed my duffle bag from my closet and pack clothes into it. I changed into black jeans and a pale blue t-shirt. Then pull on a light grey hoodie and a red leather jacket with my phone in the pocket. The rest of the bag was filled with the little food and water I could find in my room. Some gum, a bag of sunflower seeds, pretzels, and my water bottle. I also grabbed my wallet, keys, and even my violin. I took one last look at my room before closing the door.

  Mom was waiting at the front door. She gave me the best smile she could as I walked up to her. Looking at her eyes, she hated this as much as I am. "You can choose to stay there if you want. It's wonderful there. You'll love it." She said reassuringly but I didn't feel any better than before.

"I swear to God, if you're just sending to my death, I will haunt you until the end of your days." I sneer. 

"I love you too." She said and opens the door.

"This is Jason. One of your father's friends." Mom said and the tall man gave a quick wave. His beard was like a bush on his face. It was full and a dark brown. For some reason he reminded me of a bear. He towered over me but looked so warm.

"Nice to meet you. Your father is a great man." He said in a booming voice.

"Yah, that's what everyone keeps saying..." I murmured under my breath.

"Remember that I'm doing this because I love you." Mom said and kissed my forehead. I can't help but soften up on her. "I love you too." I said and hugged her. "Be strong." She said before letting go. I waved as I walked backwards then turn around and got into the car. I watch as we slowly wheeled off and mom disappears around the corner.

"Don't worry, Kid. You're going to love your new home." Jason laughed. I felt like his name shouldn't be Jason.

"Jason, can I call you Bear instead? It just suits you better." I asked and a grin spread across his face in the mirror. "Go ahead, kid. I actually like it a lot." His warm personality made me feel the slightest bit better. He's just like a big teddy bear, I thought and smiled from imagining him as a teddy bear with a beard. It's actually very adorable.

An hour later...

"Kid, wake up." I groaned and shooed away the hand nudging me. "Kid. Kid. JUNE."

"What!?" I sat up and realized where I was. At a gas station with Bear. "Sorry, didn't mean to yell." I said and took off my seat belt.

"No worries, your father was much like you when he was your age." He said and closed the door behind me.

"He was?" I asked as we walk to the convenience store.

"Of course! You all were like this." He said as if it were nothing. Like everyone went through a phase like this where he came from.

"Me?" I looked over at him then saw the regret in his face.

"Um, yah, your father and you..." He choked out.

"But you said 'you all'. If it only my dad and I it would be 'both'. Not 'all'." I walked a bit faster to face him.

"You're a smart kid, you know that? Don't worry, you'll find out soon." He patted my head with his big hand. I'm both annoyed and calmed by his answer. I never really get validation. It's always looks. Like I have purple hair or stole something. I guess I do have my golden eyes where look odd... Not the point. It's like I... don't belong here... Mom was right. I guess it's time I accept it. I'm different, like dad.

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