Unwritten Poetry

Chapter 1

"This cannot be happening.. not right now" I whine as I look down at my precious phone slowly sinking in the water. This is literally the worse last moment in this place that could happen to me. I can't just leave my phone inside the toilet. I quickly walk out the restroom and into the now empty living room. My mom was standing there with a few decorations in her hands.
"Um, mom-"
"Rebeca, did you make sure you're not forgetting anything in your room?"
"Yeah, I did. I dropped my phone down the toilet" I add the last sentence quickly, dropping your phone down the toilet is quite embarrassing.
"That's gross" Liz; my older sister, says as she walks out the door with some of her belongings.
"I didn't do my business in there, the lid was open while I tried to carry the last things left in the bathroom and my phone slipped out of my hand" I justify myself.
"You just got that phone back and now you drop it in the toilet?" Mom glares at me as she reminds me of the time I lost that same phone at school; in the girl's restrooms by the way, and somehow Josh magically brought it back to me. Long story. "I'm not getting it out for you, it probably won't work anyways"
She's right, dad is gonna get so angry. I follow behind mom as she walks out of the apartment and to her truck parked right outside. I look back a the small apartment we are about to move out of, I'm so glad we are. It was very uncomfortable to live in there for about six years. Two rooms for five people. Not only that but that I am now able to leave some bad memories behind. I went through so much while living in this place and even though I am now better I wouldn't be able to completely move on without moving out. I can start a completely new chapter of my life now. I won't have to walk into that same restroom and remember all these times of pain, or have to walk into that closet and remember that moment when I was about to make the biggest mistake of my life. I will start new now, in a new home and with new memories.
My sister, mom and I finally drive to our new house on the other side of the city. The north side. Thankfully, this house is still near my school. I would hate if had to changed schools and meet new people.
The garage was open already and I could see dad and my brother taking a table off the back of dad's truck. I step out into the chilly night with some things in my hand and walk inside. I still felt a little disappointed because I still had to share room with my sister. When I was done, I walk out again and sit outside with Liz.
"This neighborhood is awfully quiet, where is everyone?" Liz laughs as she looks around the lonely street. She was right, this place is the complete opposite of where we used to live. Our neighbors were always loud but these ones didn't even seem to be home. But they were, some of their cars were parked outside and their Christmas lights were on. "Look who's coming"
I look down the street as a small blue car stops right in front of us and a familiar girl bursts out of the back passenger's seats. Eimy.
I met her when I was about eight years old. I wasn't very fond of her back then honestly. I remember when I first met her, she was new in this small church my family and I used to go to. I never had a good reason on why I didn't like her. Since it was a small church the only girls my age were Ananda, Alexia and I. But then she got there and apparently Alexia was not happy about it. Eimy was always so friendly but sometimes too friendly. We were eight, a bunch of immature spoiled brats. Once, her parents actually had a talk with the church's pastor telling him how she had no friends. After that, he had told us we had to play with her. Another reason on why Alexia never invited her to her pool or to play dolls at her house. Years later Alexia moved into another church, Ananda was only my friend when Alexia was there so I was left with Eimy. Now I completely regret not giving her a chance the day I met her. Even after I stopped going to church and we couldn't see each other very often she would come over and hang with me during the weekends. Except for last year, we didn't get to see each other for a whole year but now we're neighbors. She's excited obviously.
"We are going to have so many sleep overs" She smiles widely "and we can now hang every day!"
Way too excited.
Throughout the rest of the night Eimy shared how happy she was that she can finally have some good company in her neighbourhood. According to her she already had some good company with her front door neighbor; Jacky. I met her a few years back in one of Eimy's sleepovers, it was her birthday by the way. I can't quite remember her much but I know for sure she is no "good company" at all. Not by the way she treats Eimy. Although it's fascinating how Eimy speaks about her, like she's an actual friend. I remember I came to visit her a while back, apparently it was Jacky's birthday but she obviously didn't invite Eimy. I asked Eimy why she wasn't invited and she only tried to justify Jacky so she wouldn't look bad.
It was just amazing honestly. She hasn't changed at all, always wanting to be friends with everyone even if they give her their back. Just like when we were little girls.
The next days consisted of unpacking and spending time outside with Eimy. She would sometimes offer to call Jacky out but I would refuse to. I rather her not be here and bring her rude attitude. I know for sure I won't be able to keep my mouth shut if she ever says something that hurts Eimy.
New year came, my family and I had a small dinner before going to bed. We haven't had any parties since I was seven and we moved here to the US. My family and I come from Mexico, we left a big family behind but there's no holiday where I don't miss them. I stayed up until twelve texting Israel, I met him this year in high school. I was friends with his girlfriend when they were dating until they broke up she decided not to talk to me since I refused to give Israel my back just like her other friends. I just thought it was very childish, really. Right on midnight I got some happy new years text from a few of friends and a "hey" text from Josh. I decided not to answer him.
There was a nice fireworks display right outside my window, next to my bed. But all I thought of was last year. It's like all last year's holidays were a blur, like I couldn't see anything else but my problems. I hope with everything in me that it won't be like that this year.