How can a person from the states be moving to a totally new country? Hmmm not to sure my mom decided it would be good to get away I guess. I have a brother named Sam and he is 13.
I am 17 years old attending my senior year of high school, I have blondish brown hair and a funny looking nose but that isn't the point.
We arrived at our new home and it was cold and rainy and I was not enjoying the day. I brought boxes apon boxes into my room, "I do not remember having this much stuff" I thought to myself trying to get things to fit.
I help my mom get the kitchen items packed into there new spots while my brother sat in the living room and was watching the newly hooked up television.
"Where does this pot thingy go" I said looking at my mother
"Darling, this isn't a pot it's a strainor for noodles" she chuckled
"Ohhhh same thing"
She took the kitchen tool and I went upstairs to try to make my room at least livable.
The first thing was to get my speakers and radio set up.
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After my nightly tasks I had to wake up for my big first day of high school! Great right? I throw makeup on, brush my teeth and hair, and grab my things and leave.
We walked to school because it was basically a block away.
It was still wet from the big typhoon it seems but a little rain can't hurt right? As I walk into school I can already feel like I am being judged but whatever.
I walk into homeroom and get through my day, a girl named nevaeh help guide me to my classes.
After school my mom was at work so I walked home with my brother and him and I went to town to look for a job for myself.
"How was your first day" I ask my brother
"Eh" he shrugged
"Yeah mine wasn't too good either" I tapped his head
We had soaked shoes by the time we got to the shops
My brother walked into a comic place while I was looking for places
~ding ding~ my phone buzzed and it was my mother
How was the first day?
" it was fine :)" I replied and while my stupid self was texting and walking and the outcome was me was me running into this man
"Oh my I am so sorry" I said picking myself off the ground
He was the cutest boy I have ever seen oh my goodness
I blushed and studdered and didn't know what to do
"I was on my phone I should have been more careful"
"Oh its fine its fine" he smiled and padded my shoulder
"I don't know this place very well, so I am learning; I just moved from the states. I am looking for a job" I said looking around
"Well my job is hiring, I can walk you there? I can get you an application"
"Sure" my whole day just brightened up
We walked and he asked me how the move was and was asking a whole bunch of things
Our final destination was this little vegan coffee shop
It was cute
"This place is cute" we both walked in and a short woman greeted us about in her mid 30's
"Hello patty" she smiled and wiped down a table
"Hii sabrina" he said
He walked into the back and talked to the manager and I filled the application out and gave it right to the tall lanky man
He shook my hand and patty and I walked out
"I guess I never had a chance to introduce myself, I'm sa-"
He cute me off "you're sage, I saw you write your name on the application" he looked at me
"It was nice meeting you, I have to go fetch my brother, my mom is going to get home soon and I have to finish unpacking" I exhaled and he shook my hand
"It was nice meeting you too, have fun with the unpacking" he laughed and we both went our separate ways
After I fetched my brother we walked home and my mother was already there
The view from the road from the house was amazing, the sunset shined it's pinkish light onto the old is building and it made life look simple
It was nice having a cute little brick house with a white pickett fence, I loved it
I told my mother I applied at the coffee place it was called "vegan mocha"
We all sat down and talked about our night during dinner and we made our way to our rooms and I turned the light out and I played the raido softly so I could hear what the words were saying. The song "peace train" came one by cat stevensWhat a way to end the night
YOU ARE READING
Hostage Hearts and Patchwork Love : A Patty Walters Tale
ChickLitA move the new world of Brighton from the states and I meet an amazing man and his name is Patrick Walters aka Patty Walters, oh and did I mention I move to a new high school and my name is Sage!!