"Okay, that's everything!" My mom cheered once she finished packing her clothes and other items for her personal necessities. I gave her a small smile as I got up from my parents' bed so that I could go to my room and start packing my drum set, keyboard, guitars and amplifiers.
"Wait, honey" my mom yanked my arm and so I faced her. "I hope it's okay for you to leave your friends and start a new life in Australia"
"It's cool" I lied. If only she knew. I don't have any friends. I'm that loner type, you know. I'm not that very good at socializing with other people.
My mom gave my arm a gentle and reassuring squeeze before she loosened her grip and let me go.
I gave her one last smile before turning back to the door and headed towards my room. Once I stepped inside the almost empty area which was my room, my feet felt weak and my body was trembling. I don't want to leave yet. But my dad is already assigned there! We don't have any other choices.
I went towards my guitar cases and slid the bass and then did the same to the electric. I tied the tangled wire chords and placed it inside the little hole of my black amplifier. I immediately went to my precious keyboard. I loosened the screw from the stand where the musical device is attached to and carefully removed it and slid into it's leather case. I placed the adapter on the small pocket then zipped it close.
Now to my drumset. I first loosened all the screws that were used to placed the drums together. I then removed the snare drums from its stand then closed it.
After an hour, my dad finally finished packing every material from the house to our grand starex. Yeah, I don't know how but he managed to do it.
My dad is a manager. And now is promoted and is being assigned to the country.
"Climb in, miladies, we're moving out." He joked and my mom snickered at him. I just rolled my eyes as giggles escaped my lips.
"Wait, Belle, you're not forgetting anything, right?"
I bit my lip remembering any material that I could possibly forget. Yeah, I easily forget things. My brain is like a size of a peanut. And gosh, I love peanuts!
"Nope!" I finally answered, popping the letter 'p'.
"Mom, could you put the volume a little up please?" I asked and she pressed the '&' button three times as a respond. "Thanks" I said simply and gave the movie my full attention. It's still hard though. Our car's TV screens are small. Well, atleast they'll help me keep the boredom away from me.
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"Here we are!" My dad said as he finished twisting the key in the doorknob and finally opened the door. "Well, it took you hours to open it!" My mom teased. "I was just new to it, love." Dad defended and playfully stuck his tongue out like a kid. I find their relationship cute. I hope me and my future husband would be like them. I would treasure every minute of our lives if so.
"I'll go check on the rooms" I said quietly then went up the stairs.
I wandered along the hall, wondering where my feet are going to take me. It stopped on a door near another staircase going up and when I opened it, I kinda like the empty space. It's not that big, it's just enough for me. I could already picture my bed on the upper middle, my cabinet on the left and a beside table on the right with a table lamp on top of it. A mirror will be placed above the cabinet and a study table near the C.R door.
"Mom!!!" I yelled. "Yes, hun?" I heard her answer downstairs. "I'm taking this room near a staircase that leads upstairs!" I yelled again. There is no response so I guess it's a yes. I decided to explore the whole house so I went upstairs. It's like a big attic but it is so huge. I could use this as a music room. I can start painting it later after buying some paint.
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Clueless (5SOS Fanfic)
FanfictionBelle Evans loves playing instruments . She loves playing the drums, keyboard, the electric guitar and the bass guitar. She can also sing. See how talented she is? She is really obsessed with music since she was in middle school. She always longed t...