Today is the big day we are moving from my home town to New York, it still is sad to see my childhood memories fade away.
"Elizabeth?" I hear my mom calling me from downstairs.
"Yes mom?" I groan, she ruined my final moments of soaking in as much memory of this soon to be former life.
I walk downstairs to the living room empty and tell mom that I am ready to go and we head to the airport and board the plane.
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"Mom," my eight year old brother Max says,
"Are we there yet?"
My mom sighs and says "Yes, honey we are almost there."
After ten minutes or so the plane comes to a landing and I push my long brunette hair out of my face, we head out of the plane and grab our suitcases.
We head to our new house and the scenery is all buildings, just like I remember it.
We walk to the front door and open it the first thing I notice is the stairs, they were bigger than the pictures we viewed at home.
"Mom, I'm going to go and decorate my room and get ready for school tomorrow." I rushed upstairs to my room before my mom took my wrist.
"Elizabeth dinner is in an hour."
"Okay, I'll be down."
I went to my room; it was already set up with a bed, and desk; too plain for my liking, so I got my boxes and put a few posters up and decorated my desk with pictures, and made my bed.
I was happy with it and smiled to myself. It was about an hour later so I went downstairs and got dinner.
"What's for dinner?" I asked while setting the table
"We are having pasta and salad."
She made my favorite, I love the way my mom cooks.
"Thanks." I said eating my food.
After dinner I brushed my teeth, and put my pajamas on and climbed into bed.
Tomorrow is going to be a big day. I was going to be a new student. The center of eyes, and I don't know is going to happen.
Are they going to talk about me?
Are they going to be nice or mean?
But the main question is are they going to make fun of me and call me a nerd?
At my old school they always used to make fun of me from head to toe.
I don't think I'm that ugly and pathetic, just because I haven't had a boyfriend, or haven't had my real first kiss.
Now, that I think about it I am kind of pathetic, but I won't let that hurt me tommorrow is a new day.
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