Open My Eyes

Chapter 1- The Move

Aubrey P.O.V.
My life is changing more than I ever thought it would. Dad got a new job, and guess what. I DON'T WANT TO MOVE! We have to move our whole lives a few thousand miles away, from Michigan to Tennessee. It's such a stress, I was just starting to make a few friends. I have to hide so many things that people bearly trust me, so it is a relief when someone starts talking to me and doesn't just ask for answers to few questions on a test. It is my junior year of high school and we were gonna stay until after May when school was over, but dad will get a better position if we move now. So it is the beginning of April and we have to move. Uggg.

I'm interrupted by someone yellin' for me, "Aubrey, get down here, it's time to go." I find out it's my younger sister Sydney.

"I'm coming," I mock her high pitched voice.

Well it's time to say goodbye to my house I have lived in for 7 years. It was a good little house. I had my own room which had a bathroom connected. My favorite part of the room was a secrete loose board in the wall, that nobody knew about, I would go in there to read, do homework (well if I had any), or just to find pease and quiet. I had spent most of my time in here, just for the simple fact, I had no life. I might act like someone I'm not just to try and get people to like me, hopefully I can change that in Tennessee though.

I reach the bottom of the stairs to see everything out of the family room and my dad, and the twins standing around admiring what the house looks like with nothing inside of it.

"It's so different, I can't beleive we are acually moving," I mumble but it is loud enough everyone could hear I know.

Dad catches me off guard and shoves my shoulder to the side, "Come on let's go ahead and get out of here before none of can us bear to leave." I notice the twins already have a few tears in their eyes, this is the only place they have ever known, right before they were born we moved from a little apartment to this bigger house so we would have room for everyone.

"Okay young ones who's ridin' with me and who's ridin' with dad?"

Sydney pipes up first, "I want to ride with dad."

I hear Steven grunt, "B-But I always ride with Aubrey."

"Whatever you never even want to ride with dad anyways." It's true Steven always rides with me, he says he doesn't like dads drivin'. I think it is because I stop and get snacks and take detours away from the highways though, I have always like takin' the back roads over the highway. I act like I'm all city because nobody wants to be like that redneck from up north, but lets hope that nobody cares about all that in Tennessee.

"Okay I got Steven then, dad don't wait too long, I'm goin' to be takin' some back roads for a few hundred miles. If you need anything just call me," he nods

"Okay but don't get too far behind, I'll call when we reach the boarder of Tennessee?" He says but it comes out more like a question.

I nod and head towards my Chevy Silverado, and hop into the drivers seat. I absolutely love my truck, it is black with Muddy Girl Camo trim on the hood, along bottom, and along the window wind blockage trim. I also have Muddy Girl Camo covered seats and matching steering wheel cover. If you haven't noticed my truck is my baby. Nobody has or will drive it. I doubt anyone can drive it anyways, it's a stick shift and nobody drives them anymore, but it is harder to steal. I mean come on, the other day someone tried to steal a stick shift from my old neighbors, and they didn't even make but a mile down the road before they ditched it and stole another car. So I don't think I have to worry 'bout someone stealin' it from me.

"You comin' Steven?" I holler at him. He nods and jogs over to jump up in the passenger side.

My whole truck is full of my stuff. Clothes, shoes, fishin' supplies, and my guns. I have a .308 Winchester, a Savage .243, my 3, .22 semi automatic, my Judge (my personal favorite, since it my protection gun), a 9 millimeter, and lastly my shotguns, I have 2, 12 gages, and my 2, 20 gages. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I act city but I still have all these guns.