Sitting in Algebra 2 I look out the window at the black sky pour rain. The sound of the rain tapping the window calms me and all I can focus on is the relaxing sound. Then the bell rings scaring the living crap out of me, but thank the lord I think if I would have sat their any longer I might have fallen asleep! "Don't forget to do pages 130-147 and study we have a test Tuesday!" Mrs. Chase yells out as everyone rushes to get the heck out of there. I remained seated opening my binder up to the tab that said 'Home Work' wrote in what Mrs. Chase said in neat hand writing next to it I wrote the date. I closed my book and picked up my stuff walking out of the room. Mostly everyone had gone except for those who had after school sports or clubs.
I get to my locker to grab my other things my best friend, Kylee is waiting there for me in her slutty volleyball uniform, spandex booty shorts, a school T, and kneepads. "Sup Hoe?" She asks with a wink making me roll my eyes. "So I can't give you a ride home... Coach is making us stay late to practice for regionals." She explains giving me a sad look knowing I'd have to walk home in the rain. "Really?" I sigh. "Its like every time it rains coach makes you practice late!" I complain. "Okay so you know Dalton from Crestwood Academy?" I nod at her know all about him because of her massive crush on him. "Well he is moving here and throwing a huge party tonight everyone is invited. You in?" She smirks wiggling her hips, Kylee always tries to get me to go to things like that, but I never have and never will... "I have to study do home work... And stuff so no." I give her my excuse. "Well I got to get to practice or.... Well you know how coach gets." We both giggle at that and she runs off in the direction of the gym. I grab my books stuffing them in my bag before walking out in to the rainy parking lot.
I pass a family with a young mother with two children a little girl splashing in the puddles who looks about four and boy who looks around seven pulling his sister into the little café as the mother watches a small smile tugging on her lips. I pause in my tracks this reminded me a lot of my family when I was younger it brought back some memories along with those memories comes a lot of sadness a tear falls down my cheek, I quickly wipe it away refusing to cry in public. I hate crying in public or in front of people. I know Mom wouldn't want me to cry so I wipe my tears and keep walking with my head hung low.
I walk another 10 minutes in the cold September rain till I'm home, I look next door to see a moving van at the vacant mansion next door I ignore it figuring it was about time someone moved in! I take my key out of my bag sliding it into the keyhole, the lock makes a click noise I turn the knob opening the door. I look around looks just how I left it I climb the stairs taking two at a time.
I look around at my massive almost master like bedroom it has light greyish purple ish walls, my queen size bed is in the corner of the room with a fluffy white comforter and matching white pillows, a window next to the bed looking into the window of the house next door, with a soft area rug next to the bed on top of the dark wood floors, my desk across from my bed with my 'Mac Book Pro' sitting on it, to the right of my bed is a little lounge area with a TV and couch, next to that is my favorite part of the room. My closet it is a huge walk in with clothes neatly organized on hangers an island type thing in the middle with draws that have my underwear, jewelry, shoes, and other things that should be folded not hung. I'm obsessed with my room. I guess you could say we have money... I place my bag on my desk and go down stairs to straiten up. I turn on the surround sound and get to work on my Friday night ritual of cooking, cleaning, and homework.
Once I'm finally done with everything it's about 6:00 I rush upstairs changing into my gyms clothes meeting my friend Andrea outside hopping in her car. I go to Crossfit Solid. I walk in checking the WOD and warm up. I've been doing crossfit every day for two years and I love it... I guess you could say I'm one of the "Elite" at my gym. I compete on the Elite level at compitition although I have not made it to regionals...Yet! I plan to this year. After class hanging out with some friends at the gym Andrea drops me off at the house.
I go into the bathroom strip and throw my dirty sweaty clothes in the hamper and jump into the warm shower. I get out and put on my black LuLu Lemon speed shorts and a red crop top that says 'Drop Dead' on it.... I look in the mirror and smile to myself I love this shirt. Just then I hear the door unlock and rush down to see my Dad I smile giving him a hug talking about his day at work as I heat up dinner. The table is already set with my dad sitting waiting for me to come with dinner. I set dinner down we both serve ourselves. "So we are finally getting some new neighbors." I mention He nods with a chuckle. "I'm going to have to go back to work. I'm working all night and Sunday I'm leaving for that convention thing and won't be back for a few weeks. I'm working on something with one of your friends family to take you in, but I trust you will be fine on your own for the most part." He said not looking at me. "I'm alone everyday anyways." I mumbled. "Don't mumble. What was that?" He said raising his voice. "Nothing." I say clearly getting up clearing the table and putting the dishes in the dishwasher.
I sit upstairs on my bed with my computer going on YouTube. I look next door hearing loud music pumping threw the next-door neighbors house. Oh gosh some college kids moved in next door... Well now I won't even be getting the few hours of sleep I get at night. I open my window climbing out onto my roof it's perfect for sitting on and looking at the stars its so peaceful out here well not at the moment with a huge party going on next door.... Then I saw it Kylee's car pull up to the house... I put two and two together and freak out. NO FLIPING WAY THE DALTON PONZIO MOVED IN NEXT DOOR!
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