Escape From Maze House

A New Start

When I look back on it now, I regret the decision that surly made my life the wreck that it is now. If I had just listened too my gut and turned way from the house in the first place then none of this would have ever happened. I'm getting a head of myself though. This all started when my mother got a bright orange note taped on her door telling her that she had one month until she had too find a new house and get out of that one.
Back when I lived in Oxford NY I fit in with everyone except the girls. No girl likes me but oh well, that's just the way the dice fell. A had a lot of friends that I would run around and cause trouble with, (but not the kind of trouble I'll get into with my new friends after the move).
My mom broke the news about the move about 2 weeks before hand. We were moving to a place called Agloe NY. It was about 4 hours away from Oxford. On my last day of school the hottest girl in school came up too me. Her name is Hazel and she is way out of my league, like all of the other girls. "Hey, James. James McTodd! Good luck in Agloe!... You're gonna need it! Hahahahahah!"
Of course. The only time a girl talked to me it's a too rub my insecurities in my face. But don't get me wrong, this is not a love story. If that's what you want than shut this book and pick up The Fault In Our Stars by John Green because this story was written for one sole purpose, too expose the truth, and hope that no one else falls into the same trap I did.
I wasn't worried about moving, I was just sad as any other person would be if they had lived in the same town for all of their life of 15 years. I had too leave this town and go too Agloe but I didn't do it in haste. I packed my box of belongings, mainly consisting of books, as slowly as possible, just for the sake of living in the Oxford air for a little longer.
The next morning my mom and I drove of too Agloe which felt like a longer trip then it actually was for every mile I spent going away I felt sad and depressed and every mile I spent going towards Agloe was meet with anxiety and a feeling of a new start. It was a trip with nothing to tell but boring hills and the occasional stop for snacks and a bathroom but eventually we made it to Agloe. We passed a sign that read:

Welcome to Agloe!
Home of the Agloe Cheetahs!
Football Champions of 2013
Marching Band Champions of 1997-2015
Population: 377

Only 377 people live here?! At least only that many people can pick on me. I could have fit my whole high school in this town and that would have been a tight fit. We finally arrived at our new house.
I was unimpressed about the bumpy rollercoaster of a gravel driveway as well as the faded yellow color of the house itself. The shutters were hanging from their windows like my social life and my brain tissue. The roof was triangular with a few tiles missing off the dull red roof. A weather vane was at the top of the roof but was bent in all different directions as if many innocent birds blindly flew into it at top speed. Paint was peeling off in all different directions which only could improve the color. I knew I wasn't going to love it here but my imagination could not stretch to what the reasoning would be but I would unfortunately find out weather I liked the outcome or not.
My mom got out and picked up a box labeled dishes and I picked up my box and headed toward the door. The door opened with a huge screech that would have made our neighbors ears bleed had there been anybody close by our home on Gerald Street. I headed up the stairs and picked out a room. This was important because if i didn't like it, I would have to build up American energy to move my stuff around. Although, because of laziness,the motorbike, autocorrect and online dating sites were created, all of which I am thank full for, so and you lazy people!
My bedroom was perfectly square, and a bright color blue. There were bookshelves built into the wall, which was perfect for my needs. After I finished lining my books on my bookshelf alphabetically by Author I made my way to the shower. I don't like not knowing where I'm going and getting lost which occurred as I tried to find the bathroom. I turned on the hot water as I undressed. I can only think when I'm in a shower. After 5 minutes of warming the water to a good temperature, I thankfully engulfed myself into the shower. I don't know how I'm going to live through school tomorrow. But, as I found out a few weeks after, school wasn't the only thing I should worry about living through.