the small town girl

leaving the city

I already miss the traffic lights, honking horns, taxi drivers, walking people, busy shoppers and workers crowding the streets and all of the New York Chaos. Always trying to get attention from my parents and this would Bethe last day I had to try.
Good bye New York. Goodbye Girls. Good bye 17 years of my life. I am headed too he horse and buggy side of this country. Oklahoma. Indian territory.
Goodbye cars. Goodbye trains, goodbye Xbox, goodbye good life.

A few weeks ago, I overheard my parents talking about Oklahoma andmoving. I knew it was bad when my mother was yelling at dad about finance, and becoming poor. We couldn't afford paying for the penthouse anymore and everything inside was disappearing by the day, being sold on ebay or something. Even the maids, cooks, and pet groomers were going missing. Then furniture and the food shortage. They sold a car, dads. I need mine. So now when they go to work, they both go together and cone home together e n when they work at different places. One Saturday, I new dad lost his job when he stays home . I saw him in the study frustrated and he threw papers.
Then the next day, we started packing. I didnt want to move. But mom said we had no choice. So we took the two cars and drove them down to Oklahoma. The three of us were confused. We didnt think we were in the right place. Thierwere cars, traffic lights, restaurant buildings . but not as many as new York. Dad went and asked if he was in Jacksonville Oklahoma. Four people said he was. They had an interesting accent. So we used google maps to find the house they rented that was under $500 a day. It was an interesting house. Nit a pent house like am used to. I asked mom if I could go to the movies.
"Mom, can I go-"
"Sure whatever you want."
Okay. I go to see a movie called Fast And Furious. Pretty cool.
That night after the movie, I was only thinking about one hing. "Why wont they talk to me or see how Im doing? " so many questions of why kept popping in my head and I didnt realize I was speeding until I saw the blue lights.
Shit.
Maybe this oughtta get thier attention.
"Son, yoy realize you were soeesing, going 105 on a 35, correct?" the sheriff said. "Yes sir." I responded. He shook his head. "Are you new here in town? I heard thier was a new family of three of moving in from New York. Word goes around quick in this town."
"Yes sir. "
He laughed. "Well Ill be damned. First night here and your already written up. Don't think too much, son." he handed me a ticket and drove off. I have not a care in the world about anything so I continue speeding at 55 down the road to home.