"The town is called Northville, Skylar..."
Northville, Layla will lose her mind when she finds out that's where I'm moving to. There is no way that guy will be there, maybe there is a totally different place in the world called Northville. I wasn't going to tell her where I was moving right away, I needed time to get settled in and I didn't need her assuming that's where the boy was.
How was it only three towns away? I have literally never heard of it before or have ever heard someone talking about it. What were the people like? What was the school like? Will I even fit in there? God, I didn't want to go to school there.
I was never an honors student, I'll get a few A's here and there, but my grades mainly consisted of B's and maybe like one or two C's. Teachers didn't like me because they always thought I had so much potential, but I just never turned work in on time, which would lead me to get those "essential" points off of my grade.
"All of your boxes and most of your furniture is already on its way to the new house, tomorrow mom is going to take you to the house while the movers and I get the rest of the furniture out of here," Dad explained as I just nodded looking around the room at the bare walls.
This is the first time I have ever seen this house empty and I didn't like it at all. I wanted to just hang all of our family pictures back up, I wanted moms Halloween decorations hanging around the house like they would be every year. The house no longer had any character to it and it was going to be like that for a while after we leave. Until a new family moves in and changes everything I know and love about this house.
"I know you are going to miss it here, but you will love the new place so much more."
Will I like it more? Leaving all my memories in this town for people who won't even know who the hell I am, that sounds lovely, doesn't it? I guess he's looking at it as if I wanted a fresh start and to get away from everything that has happened this past week, but the truth is I wanted to stay here. He didn't understand that I needed my friends and I had no faith in myself that I'd be able to make friends.
"Goodnight dad." I frowned and walked back up to my room, my last night in this house wasn't fun, I tossed and turned all night. I wasn't able to shut my brain up from thinking about the worst possible scenarios, from what could go wrong with meeting my counselor to what could go wrong on my first day of school.
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"What the hell mom this place is huge." As we pulled up to a gigantic school, my last school was small, only one story and not that many kids per grade, I would no doubt get lost in here at least a hundred times.
"I know it's a big change Skylar, but you will make so many new friends! It will be a great experience for you." No, it wouldn't, I got anxiety going into places without having anyone with me. I would just be standing or walking around like an idiot if I didn't have anyone.
We got out of the car and I slowly walked towards the entrance to the school, my mom kept telling me to hurry up, but I wasn't as excited as she was. She wanted me to experience new things, she hated the old town we were in and once my dad was offered a new job here they didn't have any second thoughts whatsoever.
The school was decorated for a pride week, probably. Posters and streamers were posted everywhere, the Northville Knights, their colors were maroon and white from what I could tell. They had signs hanging from the ceiling telling you what hallway you were going to go down so it was easier for people to navigate through.
"Come on Skylar the guidance office is down this hallway, they should be expecting us any minute." My mom grabbed my wrist, dragging me through the lobby and down the main hallway. There was a sign right above the door to the counselor's office just so people didn't confuse it with the main office right across the hall.
