The new guy

Part 1

( I'm gonna write this normal with script:)

Brooke: Mom I  scream from upstairs!

Laura(mom): Yes Brooke,

Brooke: What time are we leaving today?

Mom:  Uhh ,Around 3 oc'lock

Brooke: thanks mom!

Mom: "Yes hun".

(2 hours later)

Mom: "BROOKLYN WE ARE
LEAVING"

Brooke: " got it mom"

( now going into story like, Brooke's point of veiw)

All the thoughts, Memories, and regrets flooding through my head. I can't believe we're leaving I say to myself. It feels wrong almost too wrong leaving. This is the worst decision mom had made. We have been here since I was little, it's so hard. But I wanna start a new life and leave all the memories behind and make new ones.
       I throw  my suitcases and bags into the trunk, with barely any space for my things. It makes me angry I don't get any space for my things.
      As I step into the old smelly back seat, I get a whiff of my dad and my eyes instantly start filling with tears. I quickly wipe away the tears. I don't want my mom to see me like this, she doesn't know that my dad has affected me like he has, how could he just leave us like that.
         Slowly I take my iPhone out of my pocket and plug in my headphones, I listen to Post Malone is silence....the whole 3 hour ride there.

(3 hours later)

We arrived at the new house.
     I close my eyes not wanting to see the new house that I will be living in, I slowly step out of the backseat and work my way towards the trunk with my head down. I'm trying hard not to look at the house, I haven't even seen it yet. and I don't want to see it. I quickly grab my bags out of the trunk and keep my head down. I decide to talk to my mom to pass the time. We never talk ever since my dad left.
      We barely have  any neighbors it looks like, I say to my mom. Well I hear that there's a new family moving in
next door to us. Hmm interesting, I reply really suspiciously.
   I look up... the house is three stories, and has a beautiful front yard. I see an  in ground pool I get excited.
     I step into the house behind my mom, it's more beautiful then I thought it would be I say to my mom. She simply replied with an okay whatever. I start to feel tears in my eyes, I feel like my mom doesn't care anymore.
      I quickly run up the stairs and see a door with a sign that says Brooklyn's room.... I open the door. OMG! It's huge omg there's a bathroom and a closet!!
      I lurk around a little bit and check out the house. I go back to my room.The  window across from mine... there's a guy in there, I trip and hit the window. The guy slowly tilts his head my way, whoa he is gorgeous I say to myself  , I quickly look away trying not to make eye contact. He gets out a marker, he starts writing on the window... writhing numbers. Omg it's his... his phone number.