When we get back home I walk back up stairs to my room and shut my door. I slide down my door and hold my knees and begin to tear up at the thought about what was going to happen next.
After a couple of minutes of sulking I tell my self that this is nothing to cry about, its just a bump in the road. You never know what will come out of this.
I get up and walk over to my bed and change into my pajama's and slide into bed. I figure that my mom will drop me off at school around noon to pick up my stuff and tell my friends goodbye.
"Honey you need to wake up now I let you sleep in." My mom says in a sweet tone as she moves my hair out of my face. "Huh okay mom i'll be out in a few." I say as she walks out and shuts the door behind her.
I roll out of bed and check my phone. I yell "Its 10:37 a.m that is so not sleeping in I went to be at like four in the morning mom what the hell?!" I hear her chuckle.
I role my eyes and go to my closet to pick out an outfit and walk into my bathroom. I turn on the warm water and take off my clothes and get in. After about a thirty minute shower I get out and put my hair up in my towel and put my outfit on.
I decided to wear something some what casual. I brush my teeth and dry my hair, I decide to just put my hair in some french braids. I put on some mascara, eyeliner, and a pink nude lipstick.
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I walk out of my bathroom and go over to my bed side table and grab my phone. I open it and check the time it's now 11:36.
I stroll over to my door and down the stairs to the kitchen area. I find my mom sitting on a bar stool with a cup of coffee in her hand and a cup next to her.
Assuming it's for me I go over and pick it up and take a sip. "Hey mom what time are we going to my school to pick up my stuff?" I ask just to be sure. "Oh yeah I forgot about that, why don't we do that now during lunch so it's not so crazy there?" She asks with a sweet smile she fakes.
"Sounds good i'm ready when you are." I say as I head to the front door to put on my shoes and grab a backpack to put my stuff in.
She walks over towards me and put her shoes on as well, "Alright you're driving though." She speaks in an obvious tone. I look up at her and squeal, "Really? I can drive? But you never let me." She grins and begins to say, "Well you have you permit and you can legally drive and sense your going to grandma's you're going to have to be doing that all the time." She hands me the keys.
We walk out to the car and I get in the drivers seat. Its not the first time I've driven, obviously but I never realized that when I go to my grandmas i'm not going to have someone drive me around.
I drive to the school and park and my mom stays in the car. I walk in and head to main office and tell them my situation. They allow me to say goodbye to my friends and grab my stuff and wish me good luck.
I head back out to the car with teary eyes realizing how hard this is going to be. I've had these girls by my side sense elementary school. There's Jess, Kasey, and Rachel. Rachel and I are the closest we've both known each other the longest. We all shed some tears and I promise them I will call and text them everyday and they promised to visit a much as possible.
I open the trunk and put my stuff in and close it and head to the drivers seat. My mom looks over at me once I get in and tells me once again how sorry she is. We drive back home and my mom tells me she has boxes in the downstairs closet and to go and get those and to start packing, and my flight leaves tomorrow at eleven.
I head up stairs to my room and begin to pack away all of my belongings in brown boxes that I labeled. After about a solid four hours, I have the majority of my stuff packed other than what I need for the night and next day.
My grandma has a room already set up for me and the school was already prepared to have me. I set down the box when i'm done and take a seat on my mattress.
I gaze around my room for a minute until my mom calls me down to eat. I go down stairs to join her at the table. I pull out my chair and begin to stuff my mouth.
"Hey mom, where do you want me to put my boxes of stuff? Are we going to get movers to bring them to grandmas house?" I ask in between bites. "Yeah I managed to work enough over time to afford that so that's the plan. There going to be here tomorrow morning at eight so be ready." She picks up her empty plate and walks over to the sink and cleans it off.
I take my last bite of food and say, "Okay so you want me to be up by seven ready to go, then wait for the movers and load my stuff into the truck, and be on the plane by eleven." I explain what I believe i'm supposed to do so there is no miscommunication.
"Yes, now you have the rest of the day to do whatever you please." She murmurs as she walks over to the couch and plops down. "Okay, well mom my friends are still in school and considering this is my last day with you, I want to treat you to lunch later." I walk over to her and sit next to her.
She speaks with a smooth tone knowing deep down how bad this is hurting her, "Sounds great sweetie." She picks up the remote and turns on the t.v.
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So that definitely wasn't that interesting but it will get more juicy in the next couple chapters. Hope this isn't to slow or boring for ya'll! Don't forget to comment and vote!
