Moving back

Moving back #2 part

After what seemed almost the longest flight ever
Considering that the other passengers behind me , Had the most annoying kid don't get me wrong I love kids ... but when they hit five and six they become the most evilest human you know believe me I use to be one .
The five or six year old behind me on the air place kept kicking my seat like a rabbit hopping around on a field , thankfully the flight was only a one hour flight  or that kid would of had my orange juice. I got from the flight attendant all spilled on him cruel right ? But that's the only thing I kept thinking the whole flight with the constant kicking on my seat .

Finally we reached our new house I would say old house but , we didn't move back to the house we normally lived in . Someone bought that house from us once we left to the big city but luckily, there was a house for sale when we were looking about two months ago . It's not as big as our old house though our old house had about 4 bedrooms ,  now this one has three which means mom and dad are sharing a room . They never really liked the fact of sleeping in the same bed, occasionally you would catch them  snuggling on the couch or taking a nap there together . That's about most it other then kissing here and then , Its not that they get annoyed of eachother but they don't like being around eachother constantly .

You might be wondering why I can't share a room with other unknown person , the unknown person is my seventeen year old sister Tessa  .
Reasons we don't share room is because I have air tanks and those are noisy at night for her, so we always been separated I guess we'll for rooms at least . We get along very well we always talk about drama going on in our life's , we don't have much it's not what you think or expecting it's more about family not highschool boy drama or girl drama we don't get involved or care about that .
We also go to most places together like concerts ,the mall , and just out to eat . I guess you can say we get along very well but I mean , she is the only person who knows me very well and my health conditions . not that I'm dying or anything it's just my oxygen level is very low for a teen , so I have to stay on a oxygen tank at night and have a inhaler with me at all times .

" Lorene did you pick a room " I hear my dad yelling to me which gets me out of my thoughts  , Im looking through all the rooms and realize we have two master bedrooms . " Dad I want a master room " I yell to him ,  thinking back in the big city I had a small room and barely had space for belongings because of my oxygen tanks took up most of the room .
" Ok Lorene just come and put your boxes in the room " my dad yells from the outside of the moving truck. I hurry and grab my boxes one by one and start putting them in my room like my dad said ,
I see my sister and mother doing the same with there boxes for there rooms.

UGH finally after what seemed for ever I finally put up my bed and oxygen tanks , it seems harder then it sounds .you have to put all the cords for the oxygen tank in the wall and tank then test the level to make it just right , my bed isn't the easiest thing ever either I have a old fashion wooden bed because my dad refuses to buy me a new one so I guess I'm stuck with this one .
" Lorene and Tessa were going out for dinner be ready in ten " I hear my mom yell from her room I check the clock and realize it's 7:30 pm  damn time flys quick doesn't it ...  i start to hang up my clothes because I know I have school tomorrow I'm not prepared for the drama it brings but hopefully not to much has happened since I left a year ago ....