trying again

chapter 2

3 years before    

     I woke to my alarm clock going off. I sighed as I slammed it against the wall and stood up. I headed to my closet and yanked out some clothes and walked into my bathroom. I took a shower and relished in the warm water that brought me to my senses quickly, officially waking me up. I stepped out and got dressed in the purple jeans I had grabbed and a dark green shirt I had paired with it. I brushed my hair and teeth, yanked on my black beanie and exited the bathroom. I snatched up my bag and phone. I yanked on my black skater shoes, ran downstairs, and went into the kitchen. I grabbed a granola bar and walked to the front door. I grabbed my skateboard as I walked out the door. I hopped on and rode all the way to school. I hopped off as soon as I got there and entered the building. I walked to my locker as people around me rushed along the waves of others to their class. I grabbed my textbooks and placed my board inside it, slammed it close, and made my way to my class. Along the way I noticed everyone was already in their classes and the hall was empty. Great, I'm late. Oh well I can deal with it.        

    I walked into class and sat down in my seat. Of course these people being nosy, they stared. I ignored them and looked toward the teacher.      

     “So nice of you to join us Ms. Haven.” She said.        

   “Isn’t it?!” I replied.      

     The class snickered as she glared. I smirked. She turned away and just continued with the lesson. Sure I could have been in trouble, but she was so used to me doing this that it didn’t bug her at all. I got through the class without her speaking to me and the class just ignored me as always.        

   The bell rang and I headed to my next class. I heard people gibbering about some guy who just got in the music business, but I didn’t really care. It was just another guy for girls to fawn over and never really meet. The name I saw around on the magazines was Zayden Drew. What kind of name is that? I went to the library instead of heading for class and went online. I searched for him and instantly the screen was filled with articles of him.        

    I clicked on one and it quickly opened. It read that he was recently in a music contest and won a record deal. It went on to say he was 15, single, British, and all the basic things. I clicked on a picture and I had to admit he was really attractive. His face was sort of chiseled, but not to the point where you could really notice it. He had milk-chocolate eyes and had dark black hair with a tint of brown. He had red lips that went with his complexion and structure of his face really well. It made me wonder which two people in the world gave birth to this. But I didn’t look up his parents because the bell rang for my next class.    

        I walked in to class late again, but I couldn’t be bothered. The teacher didn’t notice me slip in yet so I sat in my seat. When he turned around he saw me.

“Ah Ms.Haven, late again I see?” he said.

“I have no idea what you are talking about. I was here the whole time.” I said feigning innocence.

“Nice try. Detention after school.” He said amusement in his eyes.

“Dang. Well I tried.” I said.

He just smiled. The class giggled at our banter, but I didn’t care. This is how it usually went. Though most times I wouldn’t end up in detention. Oh well, I could find a way to entertain myself. When the bell rang I immediately headed to class. I was eager to see Jenna as this was her last week in Ireland before she had to move. I strolled into class casually and sat down next to her.

“There is a really cute guy behind you.” I whispered.

She flung her head up and looked behind her. I burst out in laughter at her obvious excitement to see a cute guy.

“You really suck, you know that?” she said.

“I know, but you still love me.” I giggled.

“And for that, you missy are lucky.”

I snickered. She just rolled her eyes. The rest of class we just talked and ignored the teacher. Class soon ended and we walked out. I went outside because I had a free period and had nothing to do. I walked over to a small tree and sat under it as I pulled out my phone. I turned on some music and I played some pointless games. The bell rang for lunch and I walked over to the entrance of the school to wait for Jenna. She soon appeared and we walked to Burger King, joking around the whole way. I bet to outsiders we looked like normal juniors just going to get lunch, but I swear if they heard what we were saying they would think we were freaking lunatics.

Lunch ended and we were back at school. Me being bored just went to my classes normally. After school I went to detention and saw Danny. Guess he got in trouble again too. We hung out for a while and soon detention was over. I went to my locker, grabbed my skateboard, and headed home.

My parents weren’t home yet, so I went upstairs to my room and I got out my homework. I was just finishing when I heard them come home. I stayed in my room until they called me downstairs. I went downstairs and greeted them.

“Hey Mom. Hey Dad.”

“Hi sweetie. We need to talk.”

“About what?” I asked curiously.

“Well in a week or two we’ll be moving to England.”

“What!”

“Honey, calm down. Everything will be okay. Your dad got a promotion that requires us to move there.” My mom explained calmly.

“So what we’re just up and moving? And you didn’t tell me till now! How long have you known?”

“We’ve known for about a month and a half.”

“And you’re telling me now!?!?!”

“We’ve held it off long enough and we had to tell you.”

“Why not earlier?”

“We didn’t want you to be upset and dread moving to much.”

“I’m fine with moving. I’m just upset with the fact that you didn’t tell me earlier.”

“We’re sorry, we thought you’d be super upset that you had to move.”

“It’s fine. Just tell me if there’s a next time.”

“So who’s up for some pizza?” Dad asked.

“I am!” I shouted.

I was starving and I was tired. Dad ordered pizza and it soon came. We ate and watched TV while chatting about our day. When I finished I headed upstairs and changed into some pajamas. I found myself in darkness immediately when my head hit the pillow.

A week later I found myself in an empty house picking up my last box. I walked from my now old room and downstairs to the empty kitchen where my mom was. I walked out to the car after my mom saying we’re about to leave. I placed my last box in the mover’s truck and walked to the car.

Mom came outside and hoped in the car. Dad got in the drivers seat and I went in the backseat. We drove to the airport and I watched as Ireland went past me. I would miss it here, but I’ve always wanted to go to England. When we arrived at the airport we went through quickly and I found myself on a plane. About a half-hour into the flight I fell asleep.