you'll regret rejecting me

new home

   "Sorcha wake up" a voice says quietly from beside me. "no go away" I say or at least try to, it probably sounded more like 'nmooo, gwy'. They laugh from beside me and start to shake me gently "c'mon wake up" they say , who is it anyway I think before replying "no, now shush and let me sleep" I hear more laughing at that and a voice grumbling " I blame you for this, she gets this 'hard to wake' thing from you" when the laughter dies down I think that whoever it was is gone but unfortunately I thought wrong, they shake me hard, my eyes shoot open to see my dad's laughing face as he shaking me. I give him a glare "what?" I say annoyed. "We've landed so unless you want to stay on the pane and land back in Ireland, get up." he replies "well if you put it like that........................goodnight" I say turning onto my other side. "Come on , I know its a big change and that it is hard on you sweetheart but its for the best, now come on, you get the best room when we get to our new home" he says. " it is not home and it will never be home, it will just be a house to me, nothing more" I say flatly getting up and getting the bag that my friends gave me to get off the plane. he looks at me sadly before nodding and following me off the plane to where my mother stood waiting for us, I walk out of the airport without saying a word. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but I just wish that they could have let me stay with some of my family or friends and finish my leaving cert in Ireland instead of making me move with them to America. 

                  As soon as we get into the car I fall asleep again, dreaming about what I'm leaving behind.I hear talking but im too tired too figure out what they are saying. I hear something like "we have to tell her sooner or later, she could shift within the next few months, what if she doesn't find her mate and he's not there to help her, what if we're not there" what the fuck am I hearing, I must be dreaming, yeah that's it 'cause none of this is making sense I think as I fall into a deep sleep again.

                  Once again I feel myself being woken up by someone shaking me. I crack open my eyes to see my mom gently shaking me awake. "Honey, we've arrived" she says quietly. "M'kay" I reply getting out of the car and squinting as the glare of the sun attacks my eyes."Go in an' 'ave a look 'round then come back out 'ere and help us unload the stuff" my dad says from the back of the moving lorry. I nod my head and walk up the path to the house. In all fairness, it seems like a nice neighbourhood, the house itself was netter than I thought it would be,white paint on the outside with a wooden door and wooden frames around the windows. As I open the door I'm surprised, the dark hardwood floor and the light paint on the wall makes it seem bigger than it is, I walk into the sitting room where the theme of dark floors and light coloured paint is continued, unlike in the hall where it was a dusty purple shade, In here had white on three walls and grey on the wall with the fireplace. The kitchen had cream walls, white tiles and stainless steal appliances.

                   Walking up the stairs I was met with five doors. Looking in the first one I found out that it was just a bathroom. Looking in the others, tjey were just bedrooms. One had a golden theme, one had a red theme, one had a white theme and the last one ,my favourite,had a dark blue theme.

                 Bounding down the stairs I go out to help my parents unpack the stuff."What do you think of the place?"my mom asks when she sees me."Have you picked your room yet?" "ya, it seems nice and ya I picked the blue one at the end of the hall".She seems pleased with my answer and points to a bunch of my boxes and tells me to carry them up too my room. "Hurry and unpack and get to bed 'cause you've got school in the morning" "WHAT!! But we just got here why do i have to go to school?Its Friday anyway what's the point?" "you're going to school and thats it, go unpack and get to bed, you have to be up by quater to seven" "what?why?what fucking time does that hell hole start?" I ask while carrying a box into the house. she mumbles a half seven before walking into the kitchen.  I groan loudly and hear her laughing in response. "Wheres dad?" I ask from behind her and she instantly stiffens. She doesn't say anything and walks out to get more boxes.

                Stomping up the stairs with my last box I look at the clock. Seeing that its only half nine I decide to put up a few of my pictures around the room.
               Finally somewhat happy with the room I decide I should probably get some sleep because I'd be going to school and since it was my first day I wanted to make a good impression. Just as im drifting off to sleep my phone rings. "Hello?" I answer without looking at the caller i.d. Laughing is heard on the other side and I know who it is. "Lads, I love ye but it is two o'clock in the morning here and I need sleep if a want to make a ........good....... impression" I say with a smirk plastered on my face. A chorus of 'what are you going to do','Oh no's and 'god,do plan on burning the school or somethin' ' is heard from the other side. I laugh to myself and say bye and hang up before they have a chance to protest. An evil smile forms its way onto my lips as I think of my plan. "watch out American, here I come" is the last thought that enters my head before I fall into a dreamless sleep.