Part I
Chapter One: Oakwood
There is no music playing in the car. The windows are rolled up and no talking is being spoken between the two women. There is only complete silence.
Gia looks out the car window, staring at the passing cars and city street lights. Her dark black hair is pulled up into a messy bun and her deep green eyes are wide, but slightly dull with dark circles under them. It's three in the morning. She keeps chanting the time in her head. Now she'll be up for the rest of the early morning. Due to her insomnia.
Her mother, Rosa, turns her head slightly to the right. With a deep sigh she explains herself, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you yesterday that we were just leaving like that. I wasn't so sure myself, and I didn't want- "
Gia rolls her eyes before shutting them and leaning against the black leather seat. "But why three in the morning? It wouldn't have made a difference if we had left later- "
Rosa interrupts her, "Less traffic compared to if we had left later."
"I'm tired, Mom," says Gia who rubs at her eyelids.
Her mother sighs and lifts her hand and takes Gia's small one. "I know, Sweetie. I'm sorry, but I had no other choice."
Gia doesn't say anything. She just listens to the sound of the cars driving passed them. Her head aches, but she ignores it. It's something she's grown used to over the years. She knows she shouldn't be upset with her mother. No use crying over spilt milk. Yet, she was still a little irritated with the way her mother had went about it all.
"Why are we moving to Oakwood? You never actually explained your reasoning for the random decision to move." Gia grumbles in thought.
Her mother had just explained to her that she got a job offer in Oakwood, which would mean them moving three hours away from New York. Gia doesn't necessarily mind the move. She isn't leaving much behind considering she only had acquaintances at her old school, not friends.
Her grandparents are very wealthy. Although they're loving, they're also very pushy, for lack of a better word. Her two grandparents forced her mother to send her to a private school her freshmen year of high school.
The school wasn't necessarily hard for her. She got on well with average grades, but socially with other people is where she had problems. Girls were mean to her because she wasn't rich and boys, although they admired her, never really tried to get to know her because of her social status at the school.
She made acquaintances, but they were mostly just people to sit with at lunch. They all had money as well and she didn't really have much in common with any of them.
Oakwood wasn't too small of a town, but it also wasn't as big as a city like New York.
"Well, Oakwood General has a higher paying job for an RN than the dainty little office I was working at in the city."
Her mother worked at a sketchy doctor's office that Gia didn't trust the second she stepped into it. Her mother only worked there for two years before finally quitting when getting offered the new job at the hospital.
Gia turns and leans on her left side, now facing her mother. "Why Oakwood though? You love New York."
Rosa brushes her long brown hair out her face as she turns the left blinker on her car, getting into the other lane. She replies after a long moment, "I just wanted a change. You hated Parrington anyways. Now you have an excuse to go to a public school."
