fresh start

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Malia pov

"Ughhh, mom do I really need to go to school" I said
"Yes of course, it's your first day Wes is going to drop you off " my mom said walking out of my room.

" Oh and if you don't get out of bed in next 5 minutes I'm going to pour a bucket of ice cold water over you" she added. I shivered to the thought of what happened 2 weeks ago when I was supposed to get ready for my cousin wedding.

I got out of bed and walked to my walk in closet. Considering today was my first day at the new school being a senior I wanted to wear something simple so I wont get a lot of attention but also something nice.

As I look for an outfit I tripped over a shoe box with photos of my dad in it. I sighed and went to pick them up, while I was picking them I saw a picture of me and my dad baking cookies with flour all over our face.

Baking with my dad always made a frown turn upside down replaced with a smile. I sighed one more time and put back the box to its original place and began picking an outfit.

Flash back from 2 years ago ...

Me and my dad always had a great relationship. My family consists of my mom Marian, my dad Rick, my older brother Wes and me of course.

My brother was older than me by two years and 4 months he is 19 and I am 17 .I believed we were the perfect family until everything went wrong.

Me and my dad had a strong relationship. We were interested in the same thing cooking and photography I also liked to draw and paint, I even got my features from him brown hair and blue eyes. I really loved my dad.

When I was 14 turning 15, my dad came to say goodnight he said and I quote "Whatever happens I love you no matter what you will also be my little girl just remember that and never change because I am so proud of you and what you have become I love you , good night Lia" he said not knowing that, that was the last thing he was going to say to me. " I love you too, good night dad" ,I said tiredly.

Next morning I wake up to the sound of someone weeping. I am a very light sleeper one little noise and I'm up. I went down stairs to see my mum crying. I run over to her and gave her a hug and asked her what was wrong.

"He's gone" she whispered ."who's gone" I said out of curiosity. " He's gone your father left" my mom yelled. I took a step back and placed my hand on my heart, trying to process the news.

I didn't believe her so I ran upstairs to my parents room and checked the closest. My mom was right he's really gone there was none of his clothes or shoes their. I stood there in shock for a second.

"No no no " I said beginning to cry. I ran to my brother's room with tears running down my face. My brother stood there in shock for a second or two before giving me a hug.

End of flashback

After a while (2 years) my mom decided for us to have a fresh start. My brother just finished graduating from senior year and was accepted to a college and I was going into senior year.

My mom decided to move out of town and into the town where my brother is going to his college at to be more closer to him since he was going to be living in that town and which was a 3 hours drive from where we used to live. My mom said we could use this opportunity as a fresh start.

I didn't agree with the 'fresh start' at the start because I will be leaving my friends and the town I grew up in and became so familiar to me. Eventually I did.

I kind of realise that this wasn't such a bad a idea because everyone knew what happened and always gave me that sympathy look on there face. New start I like that , new school, new house, new town and new friends I hope so.

So here I am trying to look for an outfit for the first day of school. Ughh this is going to be a long day.

A/n
This is my first book that I'm writing . I never really like writing stories/ short stories for my English essays, soo I decided to write this and explore my imagination. So here I am writing a book
I hope you liked the start I know it is really long but it was my first. Next chapter will not be as long as this, if there is going to be a next chapter

Bye lovelies and I hope you enjoy this book * fingers crossed*

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