Floater

Dotted lines

I stretched out my legs, yawning, pulling my hands up to my face and rubbing my eyes. I looked around, running my fingers through my long dark brown hair in an effort to pull it out of my eyes, and see where exactly I was. I opened up the car door, and stepped out, stretching out my back, god I've been in that car for forever. I softly closed the door, and walked into was presumed to be a gas station, to see my grandfather standing at the counter with the usual welcoming smile, talking to the young boy who seems to be ringing up the gas for our car. I approached the door and I walked in, the door triggering a fairly loud bell, and even though there's only three people in the store, all eyes darted towards me. My eyes bolted back and forth from the three people and I walked over to my grandpa, who greeted me with his usual smirk, and wrapped his arm around me. The boy at the counter was printing off his receipt, and as we all waited, he locked eyes with me. "So, I hear you're new here, it's not as bad as people say it is. Everyone thinks Ohio is just corn and tractors, and while that may be partially true, we also have soy beans", he gave a soft chuckle and I laughed along with him. I wonder if everyone here's like this, he's a lot nicer than the guys I'm used too. A bunch of nimble headed jocks, who care about no one but themselves. And hm, Ohio. I've visited a fair amount of states as a kid, seeing as when I'd go visit my older brother Ryan, he had always been in a new place, but I'm grateful for what I've seen, and Ohio is going to be just another adventure. The receipt printed and my grandfather shook his head at him happily and took the receipt, and the boy waved bye to me and I shot back a smile as me and my Grandpa proceeded to retreated towards the door, walking out, with a cool breeze hitting me hard. Nope, not used to this, not too sure how I feel about this. My grandpa got into the car and started it up, and I followed to the passenger door and stepped in, putting on my seat belt. "We aren't too far from home, just about an hour left", he said quietly, turning the heat onto low. I just smiled back, I wasn't exactly sure how to reply to him. All of this, it was all so sudden and I'm at lost for how to handle it. My life has just been flipped completely upside down. I'm thirteen hours from what I called home, no friends, in a completely new place. And god I'm horrified of the outcome.