Shmuel's P.O.V.
"Shmuel wake up, we gotta get going."
I just ignored her and tried to go back asleep."Shmuel I know you can hear me" she stopped yelling and walked in my room.
"What do you want"
"I said to get up we have to be out of here by six"
"What time is it now"
"Four"
"Why in the hell did you wake me up at four in the morning."
"Hey watch your language and I'm waking you up at this time because we need to put some more boxes in the truck."
"Whatever"
I got up and walked past her to go to the kitchen. The kitchen is the best room in this house. Wanna know why well its because it holds food. Basically every place that has food is great just saying.
I opened the fridge and nothing was in it, I think my mum is trying to kill me.
"Mum wheres the food!"
"Its all in bags, we'll just have to stop somewhere to get some"
"I can't wait that long!"
"Try too"
I groaned and sat on the floor. There was no coach and no food. Moving is stupid and boring. But that does't matter right now, the only thing that matters is that we get this moving thing over with.
"Shmuel can you put the boxes in the truck"
"Yeah" I did as I was told and but them in the truck, the truck was filled with everything in our house. I never realized how much stuff we had until now.
I walked back in and went up stairs to my mum. She was in my sister's room, I could hear her crying. If my sister was still alive she would be seventeen. I was never really close to her and we didn't have much things in common but i still miss her.
I walked over and hugged her, she turned and hugged my back. She cried at least two more minutes then walked off.
I went to my empty room to get my one poster and closed the door behind me.
I walked down stairs and my mum asked me if I was ready to leave I just nodded and followed her out the door.
~ five hours later~
We finally arrived at our new home. Okay I'm not going to say its nice but I'm not gonna say its bad either. It's just plain. Nothing but white. Its bigger than our old house though but that house had some color to it, this one does not.
"What do you think?" my mum asked
"Its plain"
"I know I thought we could paint it."
"What color"
"Any color you want"
"How about a dark blue"
"So you want the house the same color as your room?"
"What do you mean."
"I knew you liked the color so I got someone to paint to blue"
"No way." I said.
She just nodded and I ran into the house and tried to find my room.
This is a pretty big house. I have no clue where my room is, I found my mums room but not mine. I walked down the hall and I looked in every room, until I looked in the last room. Now this is mine, it had the dark blue color. This room is much bigger than my other room. In my old house my room was a orange color, I don't really like the color orange. I love dark blue its just a beautiful color to look at.
I ran back down stairs and helped my mum get the boxes out. Today is Sunday and at 4 me and my mum have to go to my new school so I can get my schedule. I don't want to go to a new school because some people judge really quickly by others appearance. Plus I hate is when they say 'new kid' like why can't you just ask what there name is instead of calling them new kid, like I'm pretty sore that new kid wasn't put on there birth certificate.
Right now its 3:30 and we got everything in the kitchen and living room. My mum said we'll do everything else when we get back.
I was pretty nervous, to be honest I'm a nervous mess right now. I don't know why but I need to calm down. Plus its not like I'm going to school today, just tomorrow I'll be going. The thought of me going made me want to die.
"Shmuel let's go"
"Uh o-okay"
We got in the car and left, the school wasn't thought far from what my mum told me.
"Hey will I have to ride a bus"
"No I'll take you in the morning but in the afternoon you'll have to walk"
"Okay"
After about two more minutes we were at the school. It looked beautiful, it had some pretty colors to it.
"Wow this is beautiful" my mum said
"Yeah it is"
We looked at it for a few more seconds and walked in. Then we walked to the office.
We had to wait because there was another family in there. After about 5 minutes of waiting they came out. A lady with a green dress walked out followed by a man who looked like a soldier. Then there son walked out after them. I looked at the boy, I think I've seen him before, while I was staring, he would turn back and stair to. I know I seen him before I just don't remember it could have been when I was younger.
"Shmuel" my mum said
"What"
"We can go in now"
"Okay" I stopped staring at him and walked in.
Though the whole time I was in there, I just thought of him.
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The Boy in the Leather Jacket (BxB)
Novela JuvenilThis story is about Bruno and Shmuel from The Boy In The Striped Pajamas. But I'm making it to be that Bruno and Shmuel lived, I just thought it would be cool to make a story of them. If you never read, seen the movie, or at least know things about...