💙His Blue Eyes💙

August (Part 2)

I was so shook when he said we were moving. I couldn't take it all in.
"What about all of our memories here!" I asked.
"We can make new ones!"
"N N N N NO!" I yelled. "I am not leaving! I refuse to leave behind my amazing room, my amazing friends, and I certainly am not leaving this amazing town with a lifetime full of amazing memories!"

I stormed off. I slammed the white door to my room. I fell forwards onto my bed and I burst out into tears. Then I heard something that sounded so familiar. I didn't know what it was until it finally hit me. It was the suitcase closet. The closet where we kept all of our suitcase. I hated that closet.

Soon I got a knock on my door. I opened it only to find my travel set of 3 suitcases.
"I AM NOT LEAVING ALEX!" I yelled up the staircase by my room. I put the suitcases back into the closet and went back in my room. I finally calmed down and I decided to go to bed. When I woke up I didn't talk to a single one of the boys. Something didn't feel right today. I made sure had everything before I walked out door to see if that was why I felt weird. Nothing was missing. I had everything. I just decided to shake it off and go to school.

As soon as I got out to the end of the driveway something popped out from behind a car.
"Are you Tara Carter?" A woman asked me.
"Yeah........" I said super weirded out.
She gave a thumbs up. Three people hopped out of the bushes. The girl got handed a microphone.

"I am Martha Johnson coming to you live with Tara Carter; the girl friend of the 16 year old, Damon Wright. Tara what was your reaction when you heard Damon killed himself?" She said.

"GET THAT CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE! I don't want to talk about this right now."I shot at her.

I ran straight down the road. I felt the camera still being fixed on me. My house was super far from school so I left super early every morning. All the people that went to my school were still at home. I hope none of them saw me. After I got far enough from my house I stopped running and began walking again. Soon I approached the school. Everyone must of saw me because everyone was looking at me.

People were whispering and laughing. I didn't know what was going on until Blaire Conway approached me.
"Hey Tara." she said with a sing songy voice "Do you mind if I record you? Or will you have an outburst again?" She walked away laughing with her friends. Blaire had been bullying since 2nd grade. This was the only reason I couldn't wait to move. Other than that I didn't want to leave.

The bell rang and I went to my first class. On the way to my first class I passed Damon's locker. It had a picture of him, his birthday and his death day. I stood there standing at it for what seemed like forever. Then I got a tap on the shoulder. It felt like a girl so I immediately defended myself.
"Go away! I don't want to hear anymore harassment ok?!?!" I shot.
"I am not hear to harass you I just wanted to say I am so sorry about Damon. I know you really liked him." the voice said.

I turned around and I saw the only person I wanted to see. It was my old best friend, Cara. Cara moved in 6th grade. We stayed in touch but we slowly drifted away. Cara and I had a long conversation in the hallway and then we rushed to our classes. Soon it was lunch. The principal called my name on the speaker and told me to come down to the office. No one in my family was dieing so with no hesitation I walked to the office.

"Tara, I called you down here to tell you your brothers are picking you up from school today."
"Ok?" I said.

I went back to lunch and before I knew it it was time to go. I walked out front and waited for my brothers. Once they picked me up we went were going super fast. We pasted our street.
"Umm Alex you passed the street." I said to him.
"No I didn't." he said. "We are moving."

I freaked out so hard I almost passed out.

"N N N N NO!" I said. "This is a joke right!"

I looked back and saw a big moving van. It wasn't a joke. I panicked so bad I actually passed out this time and that was it.