In My Hands

Part I: AC Chapter 2

Three Months later
I sit in my room crying. The empty room makes me depressed. I have to leave this home that I've been growing up in, leave my friends Jaret and Haven, and leave the apple orchard that has always been a safe place for me. I don't know what to do. There's no way to stop it. I won't get to graduate with my friends, have my 12th birthday in Nebraska or even swim in the lake like all the "Freshman" do.
"Chandler, get in the car. We're leaving now," my father's stern voice is muffled by the sound of my closed door.
Click,click,click. Something hits my window, gently. I push aside my blinds and look out to see Jaret. I push open the window and look out to the gloomy, grey, cloud filled sky.
  "What are you doing?" I ask.
   "I'm just trying something new to get your attention," he shouts. Rain starts falling.
"Awe. Jaret," I blush like a fool.
"I have something to tell you," he yells," I was going to tell you but the line went dead. Turns out I'm not leaving. But what did you say on the phone?"
  Tears run down my face.
  "Jaret, I'm leaving. Moving. California."
"Oh"
The rain picks up. I see the paper in his hand droop.
  "What's that in your hand?"
  "Oh yeah," he shows me that sign.
Will you go to 6th grade dance with me?
"Well if I was staying I'd say yes."
"When you come back, I'll have this sign ready," he smiles. His grin from ear to ear makes me so happy.
  He runs off to the house back, back in the woods.
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I slug into the 2014 Cadillac. We pull out of our driveway...for good. Unnoticed. The rain pours down on the shingled roof. The roof I'll never see again. I look back to the tire swing, broken and decrepit. And the the house is out of sight. 
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   Why? Why? The car ride was dreadful. Trees and trees and an occasional car. This was my life in nature. Boring and useless. I had my two best friends and I would never be able to see them again. I'm a 6th grader. I need friends and now I'm going to a school with people who have had their friends for 7 or so years. This can't end well...on my side.
My mother turns up the radio. News updates. Presidential election crap, marijuana arguments and senior citizen products. I roll my eyes. I put in my headphones and play music from my iPhone 5c. The first song that comes on is Hello by Adele. The lyrics make me aggravated and I quickly change the song. Drake, Fetty Wap, Justin Bieber, and Ariana Grande all play but I pay no mind to the music. I only feel upset (which you probably get by now). The 23 hour drive sucked. My older sister, Blake, only caring about her boyfriend that goes to college at UCLA. Her being 17, she doesn't care about me.
The oldest of us three is Myles. He's in Scotland exploring on a mission trip for church. He's also in college at Baylor. Myles and I have a special relationship and I never want to let go of that. After he graduates, he and his girlfriend will get married and move away. I'll be alone.
  "Twerp. Read this text that Jakob sent me. He's a sweetheart," she wooed.
I ignored her. I don't care.
She shoved her phone in my face but was surprisingly interrupted by the car stopping.