Starting New

Moving

July 25, 7:30pm

"We're moving?!"

"Yes sweetie, your father and I have thought about it and we think it would be good to get out of this town." My mother said with a smile. She was looking at me like I was supposed to go along with it. No, I was not about to just let this go that quick.

"You do realize that I would have to make new friends at a new school?" I said with an irritating tone in my voice.

I am not a social person. I feel uncomfortable talking to strangers or people in general. I'm about to turn 17, and it's a normal thing for teenagers to feel the same way I feel at times, right? Well like other teenagers I love being active, but when it comes to talking to poeple I tend to clam up. The only people I feel comfortable talking to are my parents and my close friend Sarah.

"Yes we understand, and this will help you spread your wings and become a social butterfly!" Replied my mom while spreading her arms out as if she was a butterfly.

"Honey, stop, you look weird." My dad said as he was trying to get my mom to put her arms down. Then he looked at me, "Sweet pea, will you please go and start packing, we leave next monday."

I groaned loudly. My dad heard and gave me a glare.

I finally gave in and stomped out of the living room and up the stairs to go pack. I entered my room and plopped on my bed. I layed there staring up at my Zac Efron poster on my ceiling.

I thought to my self, I do not want to move!

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July 31, 10:25pm

It's Tuesday, the night before we leave Arizona. I had two piles of clothes on my floor, a donation pile and a "I haven't worn this but I think I'll wear it in the future" pile. Finally, I just put both piles together as a donation pile.

My mother comes barging into my room, "I hope your packed!" I see her staring at the big pile of clothes in the middle of my floor, "Cara what is this? You're supposed to be packed!"

"Calm down, it's just a donation pile" I say trying not to sound disrespectful.

She looks back at me, "Oh okay. Well it's getting late, get ready for bed. We are going to load the truck in the morning!" She says as she leaves my room.

I am pretty tired, I think to myself, I'll just worry about the moving situation tomorrow morning.

I go to my bed where I laid out my night gown and my clothes for tomorrow morning. I change into my sleeping clothes and brush my teeth and hop into bed.

You know that moment when you feel tired but when you get in bed you don't feel tired anymore, that was me. So I decide to scroll through instagram. I slowly began to dose off to sleep.

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7:00am

Its morning, our last day. I wake up to the annoying sound of my mother yelling. She is calling me down for breakfast. I groan and roll out of bed. I head down stairs and see both my parents waiting patiently at the dinning table, with really creepy smiles.

"Umm good morning?" I say with a weird look on my face.

"Good morning Sweetie, we already loaded the rest of the living room stuff in the truck while you were sleeping." My dad replies, "You can load your stuff when you are done eating."

I nod in reply. I sit down and start on my breakfast. When I finally finished I put my plate in the sink and head up stairs to grab my boxes.

I take my first box that has all my books and I place it in the truck. Then I feel a jab in my side and turn to see Sarah.

Sarah Jenkins is my best friend from kindergarten. She has light brown hair with dark roots, her straight hair flows down to her mid back. She is wearing a cute romper that I bought for her on Christmas. Sarah is different from most girls I know. She is really into boxing and she is tough. I mean you could say that she has been my bodyguard for practically my whole life.

"Do you have to go?" She whined trying to keep the tears from falling down her soft skin.

I grab her hands, "I'm sorry Sarah, I tried to convince my parents but they already made up their minds."

We hug for the last time. Tears were definitely shed but I told her that I will visit soon and that this is not 'goodbye', but 'see ya later'.

After everything was packed into the truck, my mom and I got into the car and my dad got into the truck. And with that we were on our way. I waved a final goodbye to Sarah. Then a ring came from my phone telling me it was a message. It was from Sarah.

*text from Sarah Jenkins💜*

Sarah- don't forget me😭💜

Me- I would never😚💜

I placed my phone on my lap and looked out the window. I felt my mom's hand grab mine. With her eyes still on the road she said, "It's okay Honey, it'll be great, I promise!"

"I hope so.." I said quietly under my breath.

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1:27pm

Next thing I knew, we were in Addington, a small town on the East of California. (a/n- It's a made up town) It was beautiful! Palm trees everywhere, perfect weather, and gorgeous buildings. Maybe this place isn't so bad after all.

We drive up to the new house, it is a two story just like the one back home in Arizona. It's a decent size, and the inside looks incredible. In the room I picked out; there is a bay window, a great view of the beach, and it has AC. That would definitely be useful in the summer. The beach is less then a mile from our house, and I'm thinking of going down later.

I unpack most of my stuff and then leave the other boxes in my closet. I go down stairs to help my parents unpack the boxes labled 'kitchen supplies' and 'living room'.

It is 5:32 right now, and we think that we did enough unpacking for one day.

I yelled out to my mom, "Hey mom, I'm going down to the beach!"

"Okay, please be safe! I'll call you when dinners ready!"

"Mkay!" I yell back as I grab my phone and a towel and head out the door.

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