A New Beginning

Chapter 2: British mother say what?

I waited for my mother to come pick me up outside the main office. It took her a while to get here. Its only about 2 stinkin' miles from our house to school. My phone vibrated...again. It was mom texting me...again:

Hurry up. *angry face.

Ok. :(

I ran as fast my legs and "my backpack" could carry me. Once I got in the car, I say " What's the rush?"

"I'll tell you later. But first, we have to get Kayla and Rylee."

Ugh. Not those annoying pea brains. Kayla talks a lot and Rylee. Don't even get me started on him. Rylee's seven years old and yet he acts like a bratty two year old. But, you have to fake it 'til you make it.

We pulled up into the parking lot of Dolphin Elementry. I stayed in the car while my mother went in to go get them. 'Two down, one to go until Mom can tell us what in jellyfish cry is going on,' i thought. Mom walked out of Dolphin with "her" and "him". Kayla was wearing a rainbow peace sign shirt with bright blue leggings. For her dark hair, it looked like a beaver's den is hidden in there. She wore her hot pink flats with ruffles at the tip of the shoes. Kayla kind of looked like a black rat in colorful clothes.

Rylee. Tsk, tsk. He wore an over large shirt that says "My dad's a rock star and my mom's a singer... Together they are romance band" I don't even get that shirt. Our dad is NOT i repeat NOT a rock star. He's some kind of person who plans aircraft. And our mom, i don't what she does. Sometimes she can be really, well i don't know, a non stay at home mom that goes on busy stuff. I just don't know. Anyway with his "not so romance band" shirt, he wore camouflage shorts. Yuck! His shoes are the worst. Ugly little boy nike's with throw up shoe laces. The only thing that I like him is his cute surfer boy blonde hair. If only his outfit matched with his hair. Oops, did i say that out loud. Its not like i have a crush on him and why would i? I cant particularly have a crush on him. Gross.

"Mikayla, guess what?" Rylee said in his annoying 2 year old voice.

"How many times, Rylee Monicla, do i have to tell you to not to say my full name?" I shouted.

"Oh ok, Mikayla DJ. And hey, mom, Miki said my middle name!" Rylee yelled. Mom was helping Kayla get her stuff in my mom's 2000 chevy mini van.

"Rylee Monicla and Mikayla DJ, don't even start ticking me off." Jeez, it seems that her morning is kinda going down hill. She then sat in the driver's seat. "Next stop, MMS."

If you don't know what she means, she means Miami Middle School. On the way there, I could probably tell what Rylee was thinking. He's probably thinking why his middle name is a curse. From Dolphin to Miami Middle is like about a miles and a half. Lauren was waiting by the front door. Ah, Lauren. Her outfit might not her sense of humor, but she's a very popular seventh grader without a boyfriend. She was wearing her "laugh out loud and..." Something else that i couldn't read. Her skirt had tie dye purple and falls to the mid thighs.

"Hi, Lauren," i said.

"Hi Miki,"

"Thank you, you just made my day!"

"Why-" i pointed my finger towards Rylee before she could finish. "Oh, did you do it back to him? I nodded.

She turned to face Rylee and Kayla, who was being quit, which was a first. "Rylee, seriously. You know that Miki doesn't like being called that."

"i know, Lauren Moonbell," Rylee mocked. Now, Lauren got ticked off.

"Guys, i had enough of your arguing. From now until we get home, you have to keep quiet!" Mom yelled. If she was a football coach, then she's good for all of the yelling. We pretty soon arrived at the house. The roof was brick red with ruffles as hard as a sea turtle's shell. The window were as clear as the ocean water, sparkling in the sunlight. My mom drove into the garage and meanwhile, i heard a small barking. It was probably Caramel. Every time when Mom leaves, Caramel always- i mean always wants to go with her.

When i stepped into the living room, it kinda looked liked nothing exciting has happened. Minus the red couches and the wooden coffee table, its just- oh what's the word- BORING! Mostly, its just red and white and brown in nonexciting decór.

"Sit," us kids automatically sat on the couch. "Now, you all are probably wondering why I pulled you out of school. Right?" We nodded our heads, slowly. She sat down on her favorite red club chair that says"England Soccer Fan :-)". "Ok, i have decided to-"

"go to the beach?" Lauren interrupted.

"go to the arcade with games that are half off?" Rylee said.

"Go to the mall and get cute outfits? Kayla squeaked. I didn't answer. All i knew was that we are not going to the beach, the arcade, or the mall. Even, though i would LOVE to go to the mall and sketch the scenery and dance.

"No, no, and no" Mom said pointing at them. "Miki, would you like to take a guess?"

"All i know is that its something important," i said smartly. The others looked at me in surprise. "what?" Then, they turned back to face mom.

"Can you please tell us?" We begged.

"Jinx!" I said. Now, they cannot speak until someone says their names. Their faces- full of anger.

"We're moving!" Mom shouted. Our eyes widened and our mouths dropped.

"British mother say what?" I said sarcastically. "when? Why?"

"This Friday," OMG, that is my birthday. Everyone stared at her, even Caramel. "Miki, come." I followed her into the kitchen. It still smelled like coconut and jellyfish dessert we had last night. A tear shed down my cheek and nearly went on my blue and purple kilt skirt. "Miki," she said gently. "I know its hard but its life."

"I know, but why does it have to be this friday? Tayla and I were going to have plans for this weekend."

"What about this, we can move your party tonight, all right? It could also be a moving away party. How does that sound, my almost sweet 16 year old? She tickled me in my secret tickle spot. I laughed so hard that happy tears came out of me.

"Mom, please! Please i beg you! Stop!" She stopped and i took a deep breath. "Mom, where are we moving to?

"England," She answered. "I think it would be a new beginning for you all. And, you can also see your grandparents, aunt, uncle, and Kile everyday. Plus, your father wants to sell the house."

Oh, you probably haven't known this yet but my parents are getting a divorce. On the day that they said that, my dad said "me and mom have different interests and we have decided to go out seperate ways." Those were the exact same words that i remembered last year.

"Ok and im sorry," i said hugging her.

"Sorry for what?"

" Future reasons?" We hugged each other until we couldn't breath.

"I love you, DJ." Mom said, sadly.

"I love you too, Mom."