Finding my way

Chapter 4: my old friend

I was laying on the floor still. Then i heard a bam. It was probably my dad pushing the door open to bring in the luggage. I walked into the living room and saw my dad dragging our suitcases in. I grabbed my two, one black and one navy blue, and my air matress, pillow, and blanket, and brought them to my room. My cellphone started ringing. It was Shaylee, my best friend from where i used to live. " how's the new house. Is it as horrible as you thought it was?" I thought for a minute, then said. " i guess the house is ok. I miss you guys, my mom, and my old house though. I kind of took everything for granted. " she laughed and said " well look at you! You sound like a wise old man!". We both burst out laughing and i wiped a tear from my eye. " thanks for helping me laugh while i was sad and mad. " " no problem. Its my specialty!" She said, in a british accent. I giggled. " well, i should be going. My mom made us some sandwiches for lunch. " she said. " aw man. She makes some good sandwiches. Bye!" I said, then hung up. I was kind of getting hungry. " Ellie! Do you wanna go out for lunch? We dont have food here yet so..." I thought for a minute. We could just go to the super market, if they even had one here, and get food and then i could lock my self in my room and eat. But i needed to spend some time with my dad. " um... Sure, i guess." I got my phone, and stuffed it into the pokcet of my plaid button up shirt, and followed my dad to the car

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Sorry this says chapter 4 ( its chapter 3 really ) but wattpad won't let me change it. Sorry'