1000 Years

~Chapter 5~

Mom walks into my room and says," okay girls put everything in the car so I can drive it over there." Stella and I both look at each other and begin to race back and fourth to put my stuff in the car. All of my boxes has my name on them. Once we are done, Stella asks," am I going to be able to stay the nights with you." We both look at my mother who nods. We hug each other tightly. I say," I will text you as soon as I have everything unpacked and then we will go shopping." She nods and we say our good-bye's and she runs home.

I am going to dread the moment I walk through that door. Robert looks at me, I ask," what?" He says," ready." I nod and we race over the house, beating mom there. Robert walks in and tells them we are there. Eli walks outside, he says," look about last night.." "Drop it, please." He nods and my mother pulls up. Eli helps me carry my boxes to the room I will be staying in. I am totally capable of taking my own things in, but I know he is trying to be nice and I am well I am being stubborn.

Eli and I finish putting my boxes into my room he says," if you need anything just yell." I nod and he leaves, closing the door. I begin hanging up my clothes into the huge closet. I hang up my book shelves and I put my books on it. I put the snow globe my dad got me when he went to Alaska on the shelf. I hang up my posters, I spend all day hanging things up and unpacking.

I flop back onto my still unmade bed. I groan really loudly, which ends up leaving Eli knocking on my door. I yell," what?" He asks," are you okay." I say," yeah I am fine." He asks," can I come in?" I say," sure." He walks in and says," nice job." I say," my bed isn't made though." He lifts me up and sits my in my purple bean bag chair and makes my bed." You don't have to do that." "I know, but I am trying to be nice." "Why?" He looks at me and shrugs, He finishes and places me back on the bed.

He sits on my bean bag chair and I give him a questioning look. He ignores and and looks at the CD's I have on my nightstand shelf. He says," I love this band." He puts in my Metallica CD and Enter Sandman begins playing. We listen to it and just talk about almost everything. Eli might actually be cool.