Chapter 2: Unfased

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Walking out of my room, I grabbed my purse and phone and headed to the front door.

"Where are you going?" My dad asked me.

"To get ice cream and walking around in the park. I'm gonna be gone for a while, so if there is any more news for me, you might as well spit it out right now?" I said between clenched teeth.

He silently watched me watch him. When he didn't say anything, I opened the front door and slammed it shut.

I know I shouldn't be mean to my dad but.... I'm angry!

On the way to the store i kicked pebbles, didn't return smiles from old people and even threw rocks at a stray cat. Believe me i was beyond pissed.

Opening the door to the ice cream shop rather loudly, everyone turned to look at me. My face turned as red as a tomato and I silently walked to the ice cream section I looked at my options.

"Two scoops of lemon ice cream with sprinkles, please." I told the girl at the counter. She nodded. Lemon ice cream is my favourite. It makes my so happy.

"That will be $6.55." She said in a very perky voice as she handed me my ice cream form behind the cashier. She looked about my age and had blond hair. She wore a white shirt covered by an apron, jeans and to complete the look she had on red converse.

Handing her the money, I walked out and licked my cone to make sure it was good. I began finding my way to the nearest park. When I got to the park, I sat on the bench in the middle of the park. It was getting dark out. As I sat down I started to think.

"Why would my mom want me to move? What about my friends?" I thought. Slowly, I began to cry. My mother can't just suddenly swoop down and make me live with her.

So I stayed on the bench for another 30 minutes, finished my cone and began my walk home.

Walking home was scary with only the street lamps giving me light. You never know who could be waiting behind every turn. I opened the front door to my house and my dad nearly tackled me to the ground in a bear hug.

"I love you. You know I would never make you do this." He said looking sincerely into my eyes.

"Your letting me choose?" I asked wide-eyed?

"Yes." He said nuzzling his head unto my neck.

"Thank you."

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