Daughter of the Moon

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

Skyler sat on the kitchen table sighing and poking her fried omelet with her fork. She look up at the clock that sat over a bulletin board covered with drawings, pictures and other things pinned thumb tacks.  She watched as the minute hand slowly moved across the two and sighed as her mother stepped in front of the board and smiled sweetly at her.

"Morning Sky."

Skyler put her elbow on the table and smiled back,

"Morning Mom."

Skyler's mother had tried hard the night before to make Skyler comfortable with the idea of moving to another city seven hours away from where she had grown up and knew her whole life. Every morning she would put on a great big smile to reassure her that things always turn out better in the morning. Although they had a little trouble the night before she knew her mother would never disappoint her and never make her regret things. She loved her for that. She walked over to the kitchen stove and leaned forward into a frying pan where she took a whiff of the omelet.

She then took a plate from the table and picked up a piece with a spatula on gently placed it onto her plate. She then walked up to the table where she pulled out a chair beside Skyler and began to eat. She smiled at Skyler who seemed relieved to know her cooking wasn't bad.

"Again you seem to amaze me Sky."

Skyler widened her smile as then a feeling of nostalgia fell over her. What if her knew home wasn't as heart warming and precious as the one she was sitting at right now where her father had sat right a cross from her mother and beside her.  What if things begin to change. Her smile then vanished as she then looked down at her plate of food that was untouched. She didn't have much of an apatite to begin with. 

Skyler then stood pushing the chair behind her with her legs and said,

"Excuse me."

She left the kitchen table and walked down the hallway into the living room where she found a small coffee table in the middle of the room with a couch and sofa around in along with a T.V set behind the table. She looked away from the living room trying hard to forget all the wonderful memories she had experienced there with her family. As she turned a pack of stairs stared down at her as she then let herself relax as she then took small steps up the stairs.

As the made it to the the top floor of the stair case she walked down to the end of the hall that led to her room. Her white wooden door felt heavy as she turned the door nob and pushed in the door open. She walked into her room where she found her messenger bag sitting on the bottom of the end of her bed.

She picked up the tan colored bag covered with cheesy push pin buttons with cheesy and funny slogans. She loved the tacky buttons. Her best friend had given most of then to her when she went on trips to different states or countries.

She was a collector of many herself, but never wore them. She had said the weirdest things always suited Skyler because anything suited her. Skyler didn't mind them, but she did find then a little irritating at times. They would always fall off her bag and some jerk would always pick them up and try to hit on her. That was always a problem for her, especially when it was a stranger or weirdo. She just hoped today wasn't going to be like one of those days.