A/N- Hey this is my first book so please give in feed back etc. I hope you enjoy it!! :)
Chapter one.
Belle's POV
"WHAT?!" I screeched, standing up instantly from hearing what my mother had to say. I held back my tears, but I could still feel the stinging of my eyes starting to water. How could she do this to me?! To my brother?
"I know your upset Belle...but we have to move away from here..." My mother said softly trying to calm me down. Her eyes seemed to dull, as if to say "please understand it's not your fault" I sat back down slowly, took a few long deep breathes, and looked at my mom again. She smiled. "I know you don't want to leave here, but we need to."
I looked down at my hands. The only reason we're leaving is because my dad walked out on us, and this house brings back too many memories. At least that's what I thought. My mom keeps telling me it's because she needs a job there, which is probably true but I know I'm right. We were moving whether I liked it or not. I never get a say in it anyways. I didn't get a say when my parents split, I didn't get a say on who I stayed with, and now I don't have a say in whether I wanted to leave this place or not.
My brother, Darius,walked out of the room. I could tell he was upset. The way he walked said it all. He stomped his feet slightly and everything about him seemed tense. This was a lot to take in for a seven year old. We never moved around too much. The reason for that was because our parents thought it'd be difficult for us to make friends and adjust to different places. So after my brother was born we settled in a nice house, went to a nice school, and haven't moved since. This house was my brother's home. The only place where memories stand. At this very moment he was probably having flashbacks. Thinking of when we were younger, I knew Darius was just as torn up as me when he heard the news.
Once I looked back up brushing my thoughts away, my mom was gone. I could hear my brother whining and instantly realized I was dazed out for about an hour. Touching my face lightly, I felt wetness on my cheeks. Had I been crying?.... I didn't even notice. Everything felt different from where I was sitting. After I wiped away all my tears and cleaned up around the house, I walked upstairs to my room. I could feel my knees lock when I saw the family picture of mom sitting on a picnic blanket smiling bright, dad showing my brother how to fly a kite.... and me. I was laughing at my brother for almost giving up.
We we're a modern family. I loved them so much, but that was when we were happy. Now we were a broken family.
A/N- I'm soo sorry if it's short >.< but I hope it's good for you readers and you'll stay tuned for the next chapter!! :)
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Teen FictionFourteen year old Belle moves to a new home, which also means new school, new people, and the same drama. She finds herself in a world of differences in Her new town. She finds out something she never knew before, and her life gets turned around. Wh...