Nameless

Chapter 1

Jenni had just finished putting the last of her belongings into her military suitcase that was sure to have been in a few wars.

"Ready mom!" she yelled from her window down to her mom, who waited by the taxi. Jenni hurried down the stairs with her guitar and suit case at hand and bolted out the door. She couldn't believe she was leaving it all today. Leaving all of her animals she had grown to love, to the care of her helpless neighbors. Jenni's mom couldn't quite pay the rent for the farm after her husband left, so they were to move to a "normal" house in the U.K.

Jenni jumped from her white painted front porch and down the eroding stepping-stones as she hurried into the taxi that sat in her driveway.

"Are you sure you have all of your stuff?" Asked Jenni's mom.

"Yeah, I got it all." Jenni gazed back at the now empty house. "It looks so lonely now. It looks like it was never ours. It's so.. Different." Replied Jenni.

"I hope you know that you will make new friends, honey. Way more in the United Kingdom than here. We're living in a practical ghost town compared to there." Reassured her mom.

No one spoke after the taxi pulled out of the driveway. Jennifer continuously stabbed her mom in the back with her finger, trying to break her from the apparent trance she was in. Jenni stopped, rested her hands in her lap, and watched the land pass by in a blur out of her window. She closed her eyes. As the excitement and anxiety filled her lungs, she sighed. To the airport...

When they got there, they headed into the tall building with air planes waiting out side of it on a run way.

"Flight 68 will be leaving in a moment. Please turn in your tickets to the front counter please. Flight 68 will be leaving in a moment." Said the woman into the intercom.

"Is that-"

"No" her mom cut off. "We are flight 69, Don't worry"

They came to a row of chairs in front of the front desk. Her mom gestured for her to sit.

"We will wait here until they call our flight." Said Jenni's mom.

Though it was only thirty minutes, It seemed like it was several hours that passed waiting for the flight. Jenni couldn't wait to get on flight 69. She wanted to get out of her old country and into a new one. Finally it was called. "Flight 69 is ready. Please turn in your tickets to the front counter. Flight 69 is ready."

A small line formed at the front counter and Jenni and her mom joined it. They walked through a small hall way and hopped into the plane to their right. Jenni found a pair of seats and she sat as her mom lifted the luggage onto the shelf above. They sat silently and stared out the window to the ground below. It looked so weird from the skies above. It looked almost like a quilt to Jenni with each little patch of houses.

Jenni played with the buckle on her overalls while she waited. Will people in the UK think I am weird? She thought. I don't want to be made fun of. What if I look to poor? Way to many questions swarmed Jenni's mind as she waited. The longer it took, The more nervous she got.

"We will be at the nearest air port in thirty minutes." Said the pilot.

Jenni let out a sigh of releif. She was almost there.

Thirty minutes later she was on the UK ground and was more then happy to be out of the air. Her mom led her out the door and into the taxi. Every thing looked so different. The signs, the license plates, EVERY THING! It was mind blowing for Jenni.

They drove into a small neighborhood with big houses. It was a nice sunny day so most of the people where out side. As they pulled up to the house they where to live in, Jenni gasped. The house was beautiful. There where daffodils and carnations and every other flower imaginable in the back yard and in pots that surrounded the house.

"Woe" Said jenni and she stared at the house.

"I cant wait to explore it!" Jenni jumped out of the taxi and into the soft, fuzzy, grass that lay in the yard. Her dirty blonde hair was now covered in Nice soft grass.

Jenni's mom unlocked the house with the key and peered inside. There was nothing inside yet. But as soon as the moving van comes, all of their belongings would soon be a part of their new home.

Jenni ran around the house and into the fenced back yard. There was a lovely patio and a small fire place under a covered area. A small hole was in the freshly stained fence. Jenni looked in. There was the neighbor's yard. It was not as beautiful as hers and looked almost gloomy on that sunny day. A shiver ran down her back.

Jenni ran into her house. Her mom was unpacking the kitchen supplies into the drawers.

"When can i greet the neighbors?" Asked Jenni to her mother.

"When we go down to the community pool" She replied.

"And when is that?" asked Jenni.

"When all your stuff is unpacked and you are in your bathing suit and ready to go." Said her mom.

Jenni ran to her room up stairs. It was huge. Jenni had nothing to fill it with at this moment. All she has was her clothing so she put her piles of old suspenders and grass stained shorts in her walk-in closet and slipped into her rugged bathing suit.

"OK I'm ready!" Called Jenni from her room.

"The beach house is just down the street, so we can walk." Her mom said sweetly.

Both Jenni and her mom walked down the street. The sweet smells from the cherry blossom trees and the tulips filled the air. What a wonderful place we live in. I wonder if I can make new friends down by the pool. She thought with a smile.

They came to a street with a large metal gate. It was opened and the joyful screaming of children and music filled the air. Jenni's pace quickened so she could see the strange noises.

Jenni peered past the gate. There was a huge pool. Tons of beach chairs littered the ground. The grass was freshly mowed and the sweet smell filled the air. A small shack was the shade for the life guards and the towel rack. Children where swinging on the swing set. Parents chattered on picnic grounds. A dark-haired boy sang alone...