Chapter 1

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Day 1

Thursday morning and the birds are as chirppy as ever, if that's even a word. My brother, however, is that word for some unknown reason. Now that I mention it so does my mom. She drank 3 cups of ice coffee so that could be it. God only knows with this family.

"Hey fam how's it goin?" My little sister says as she skips down the stairs. That's the usual for Georgie only if it is one of the days that her favorite band is on the radio. Georgie is not one of those typical little sisters that you see on television rather than the ones that you see in normal life. She has black makeup and bright clothes but her outlook on life is a mix between I don't give a crap and life is short.

Today is the day that I leave for my year long trip for school. You see this is my senior  year and we all had the option to go for the family project. The only down fall was we had to take a parenting class last year, the reason half the class isn't going. The way it works is we go to a big building that is basically built to look like a small town and there is going to be houses, parks and stores. They pick us a partner to basically be married to and that's why they have to ask us our sexuality and stuff but I didn't mind. For those of us that are still figuring out our sexuality then it's a bit harder to answer then question. They had to know by the end of the 2 semester of last year though so my friend Katy and Bennet had to do some exploring. In the end they both figured that they are gay and I was totally cool with it. I don't know who wouldn't be. I mean look at the perks, I have a friend to give me style advice that I desperately need, someone to look at guys with and someone to make horrible jokes with. It's a win win.

The reason they call it a family project is because it's not just you and your partner living together but you have to raise a kid too. Like a living kid.

I was so scared when they said this because who wants to be responsible for a life. I'm not ready for that. At least I'm not doing it on my own.

"Are you all packed?" My father asks the questions my mother is too scared to. "Yes papa. I'm ready." My papa has always been the one to never show what he is really feeling no matter the circumstances but I was always the daughter that could see right through him. I can see how scared he is even with the smile on his face. I would be too if my daughter was about to leave for an entire year to live with a guy and a child for a class project.

"You know it's okay to frown and cry because your little girl is leaving. There's no need to put up the act papa"

Maybe in the long run this will be good for the family because they will all be to focused on missing me that they will finally get along. My brother and sister are going to be the ones to come together from what I can tell because they are always the ones who need me the most. And when I'm not there they are going to have to turn to each other.

God it sounds like im dying.

Nevermind that I'm going to have a great time with new experiences for being an adult.

"Come on let's get this all to the car"

Walking to the door I look behind me and see my child hood bedroom all neat and organized with the symbols that represent the person I am. There's my favorite guitar and Ms. Sheep on the middle of my pillow. The picture perfect bedroom.

Closing the door I walk down the stairs to open another door that is just full of opportunities. By the car my brother, sister and parents are waiting by Bennet's car to say goodbye. Part of the program is to do it on your own so I can only Skype my family unless of emergencies. I'm going to miss them so much it's unreal.

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