The Bad Boys Girl

Chapter 1

-Chapter one: New House-

"Come on hunny! We have to get going." My mother yells from downstairs.

I don't want to move but I have to. I don't have any other option. It wasn't easy after the 'accident'. So me and mom decided to move half way across the country. That was probably because will get a new start and hopefully we can actually move on with our lives.

I already finished packing two nights ago. After having a couple breakdowns I realized it was for the best. Even if I was losing seventeen years of my life behind. They haven't all been great but for the most part its been fun. It's been good.

I finally snap back to reality when mom comes to my room to come check up on me.

"Come on sweety. I already packed everything. I guess it's time to leave this place." She tells me. Luckily I only have one box in my hands since we started packing a while ago. I know it's for the best to leave I just don't want to. I'll be leaving more than just memories.

Finally I take one last look at my childhood room and turn towards her "Okay."

I was really nervous. I haven't been in a car for a really long time. I normally got anxiety just being near one so it was difficult for me to get past this. Luckily I made it past my fears for the journey and thought it was for the best. I've only really rode on a bike or had some kind of transport other than cars or busses all my life because of the 'accident'

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The car ride was long. Very long and difficult. For me. It took us about twenty or so hours in the car to get to our destination. Then again usually it would have been a lot shorter if we didn't have to have so many stops mainly because of my freaking out but also because of bathroom breaks and snacks.

As soon as we pull up to the house I had so many questions going through my mind right away. Some of which were 'how did my mom afford this house?' Or 'are you sure we're at the right place?'. I knew we were but it was still uncertain. Although I just really wanted out of the car. I can't even remmeber how many panic attacks I had on the way. It was more than needed.

It was a very pretty home don't get me wrong but it feels a little bit too big but it's better than too small. As soon as I walk in I fall in love. It's gorgeous. I know my mother wanted me in the best school we could find since the last school I was at wasnt that good.

In the house there is four bedrooms which i have no idea why we would need so many but im not complaining, four bathrooms (one in each of the master bedrooms since there are only two and two near the guest rooms), A kitchen and a living room (downstairs. Since everything except one guest bedroom is upstairs). It's really pretty I'm in love with it already.

Well. Time to start settling in to our new home.

After done somewhat unpacking my room and bathroom. I take a look at the job I've done. It's really pretty. Although the walls are plain at the moment its still nice to see some progress to a hopeful successful home. My bed is set up so far and I have my small desk in the corner of my room for studying and drawing. Things like that. I got my lights set up so that I can see around my room and I've already put up my picture frames on my walls. I have collected so many pictures over the last few years. A lot from when I was younger and some with my friends.

By the time I'm done with the kitchen and bathroom Its dark out. I check my phone to see what time it was. It was already 11:47 at night by the time I got to relax. My and mom and I have been working really hard. About half an hour ago she went to go to bed. I dont blame her. Luckily its only Saturday so im able to stay up and help around the house. Although tonight is not one of those nights. I end up feeling really drowsy and tired so I decided to fall asleep.