I look up at the small two-story house that has woods surrounding it as if its a fragile egg. I notice there are some kind of vines growing up along the dull blue walls with chipping paint curling off in places, peeking out of the left side theres a small white balcony facing a pathway towards the forest. Looking back at the house I felt like you would find a little old couple sitting on the front porch swing."Amalia are you gonna help unload or what?" I look over at my older brother Mason as he hauls two boxes up the small stone path leading up to the house. "I don't see why you made us move three states over Mason we were perfectly fine in California" I say slightly irritated from the long drive here. I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist, looking over my shoulder at my younger sister Caroline peering up at me with her crystal blue eyes "well look at it this way Ama, it's a new town, new school, new friends, we get to start all over again isnt that a good thing?" I look at her sceptically "I suppose thats one way to look at it". I untangle her arms from my waist and make my way to the back of our Impala opening the trunk, I grab both mine and Carolines duffel bags and make my way into the house.
As i walk through the front door off to the right is the kitchen and dinning room, I notice the kitchen was remodeled recently with deep rich mahogany cabinets and granite counter tops knowing it was probably my brother who asked for it. Off to the left side of the kitchen opened up by a partition wall was the dining room with our oak table set sitting in the middle of the room with a sliding glass door leading to the backyard. I look over to my left at the decently sized living room which already held our couch and t.v. the far wall had built in bookshelves from floor to ceiling. Mason was digging through one of the several boxes of books we have to unpack our miniature library we started a few years ago. I move down the hallway towards the stairs and pass the downstairs bathroom and the laundry room with a cursory glance. Deciding to go find my room I make my way up the suprisingly sturdy stairs. Once I reach the second floor I make my way to the last door on the left, I open the door to my new room with a hint of sadness. I never wanted to move here but Mason thought it'd be good to have a different change of pace since the last five years have been rough on all of us.
I look around my room with satisfaction knowing that i had gotten the room with the small balcony beyond the white french doors aross the room. Instead of making my way back down I decide to flop onto my bed for just a few minutes. Mason had our large boxes and furniture shipped over to the house a few day ago since we obviously couldn't fit them into the back of our two cars. I had missed my bed, it's the one thing that i had made sure they brought I can't sleep anywhere else it's to difficult. I roll over onto my side tracing the pattern of my blanket longingly. I wonder if they'd notice if i'm gone, I feel like taking a nap. With that said i hear my younger twin brother Keagan make his way down the hall. I hear a knock on my door so I roll back over,"Yes Keagan?". Keagan's tall standing at 6'1 I'm short compared to him standing at 5'1 he's a full foot taller than I am. He has short dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes and he isnt all buffed up like alot of the guys from our old school he's more on the lean side. Looking around my room he says "Mason wants you to come help with the last of the boxes, it has the rest of yours and Carolines clothes". I slowly sit back up kicking my legs over the edge of my bed,"ok i'll be down in a minute".
Looking around my room at my side table and pull my phone and vharger out of my pants pocket and plug it in to charge. I make my way over to my closet sliding the door open i find a decent size closet with drawers along the bottom. Closing it back up i make my way into the ajoining bathroom that I now share with Caroline. With double sinks across from the porcelain oval bathtub that would be perfect for a bubble bath, and the shower looks like heaven with a thin glass serving as its walls concealing the black marble tiles. Feeling a little lighter after seeing the heavenly bathroom, I make my way down the stairs once again. I find Mason in the living room still unpacking a box of books onto the shelves next to the t.v., looking over at me briefly he says "We moved your boxes inside already since it looks like its about to rain, their over by the front door". "Thanks" I make my way over to the front door to the small pile of boxes, peeking my head into the kitchen finding Keagan drinking from the faucet. "Hey Keagan do you mind helping me move my boxes up stairs? I don't wanna have to make four trips down here"
"Yeah sure i guess", he wipes his face off with his shirt as he walks out towards the front door. I pick up two of the smaller boxes letting Keagan grab the last two before heading back up the stairs. Once i get to my room I just pile them up in the corner where my t.v. would have been if I hadnt thrown it out a window prior to our move, but thats a different story. As Keagan sets the last of my boxes down he scans my room "Your lucky Mason let you have this room it has a great view" he walks over to the french doors opening them. "It's just a forest K were surrounded by it" I say unenthusiastically. "Yeah well look at that sunset Ama" he looks over at me smugly. "Yeah yeah ok the views great" i relent as I sit down in the desk chair across from my bed leaning my head back. "What if it's the same here Keagan.... what if nothing changes" I look up at him sorrowfully. He walks over and sits on my bed causing it to creak in odd places. He grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers,"It's gonna be alright Amalia I promise."[ And thats the first chapter. I hope i didnt bore you. Remember this is my first book so its bound to end up horrible lol ]
~Aries
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Amalia Tate (On Hold)
Teen FictionHave you ever felt like you were being swallowed up into a black pit? That's how I feel day after day. My name is Amalia Tate and I've suffered through depression for the past five years. This is my story about grieve and loss but also love and fri...