Ricky's POV
I can't believe I have to move again! I haven't stayed in a place more then a year. My mom has issues with people so we can't stay in one place for very long.
She says that this time will be different. Sure. We are moving out to the country, not very many people around she says. I guess that's not to bad, not a lot of people to make fun of me. I think that's a another reason we move so much, I get made fun of a lot. To the point where I come home with a busted lip and a black eye.
We have been on the road for a couple hours now, I've been ignoring my mom. As I looked out the window to my right all I could see was grass. Perfect. Hmm I wonder if anyone has been killed in that field of grass. Probably not, just cows. The car came to a turn, I leaned forward to get a view of a huge house that was coming up on my right. There were 4 guys standing outside of it. They looked like me. Maybe they are nice.
As I slumped back into the seat, the car came to a stop. "We're here Richard, get out and start getting your stuff from the trailer, we've got a big day of unpacking ahead of us." Fun. I got out of the car. What does she mean a big day of unpacking ahead of us. I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I looked at the time and to my surprise it's only 12:30. Great, I do have to unpacking today. Fuck.
I pulled open the door to the trailer as my mom went and unlocked the front door. I started to pull of boxes, sorting out what was mine and what was my mom's. "Hi" a very shy voice said. I looked up to see the boys from the other house stand next to me. "Hi?" I said a bit confused. "Umm sorry to bother you but we saw you drive by and you look nice so we thought maybe we could be friends" the tall and lanky one said. "Umm I guess if you guys want to be friends we can be, I'm Ricky" I said turning to them. "I'm Chris, this is Angelo, Ryan and Josh but we call him balz, yes that's his last name chill" Chris said pointing to each of them. "Okay, it's nice to meet you." "Same to you." Chris said. I'm guessing he is the leader of the group.
"Do you need any help." Angelo said in a very shy voice. So he's the shy one. "Yes that would be perfect, if each of you could grab a box and move it to the living room that would be great" my mom said. "Mom what the fuck, you don't have to do that" I said glaring at my mom then looking at the guys with a look that screamed "I'm sorry about her". "It's okay well help, we don't have anything else to do" balz said picking up two boxes labeled 'Ricky's stuff'. Chris, Ryan, Angelo, and I picked up boxes following my mom.
*later that horrible day*
"Do you boys want to stay for dinner, I'm buying chicken wings." My mom offered the guys. They all seemed very excited. Chris shook his head yes. "Perfect, ill be back, do you know any good wing places, Chris." My mom asked. "Yeah, you take..." I ignored them as I heard a noise upstairs. Hmm that's weird.
*even later*
"Bye guys I will see you tomorrow." I shut the front to with a sigh. God I'm tired. "I'm going to bed, ill see you in the morning." I walked up the stairs to my room. I put my hand on the handle and it sounded like someone was crying on the other side of the door. I pushed it open to revile no one. Weird. I crawled into bed and under the covers. Damn, it's cold. As I fell asleep I swore I say a boy. Oh well I'll deal with that in the morning. I'm just tried.
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