NOTE: Real Feelings was my first story that I ever write and I read it again and taught that it was shit. So here is the new version, so much better. I'll delete the old one.
Enjoy :)
"Marianne! We are going now!" My mom scream from downstairs. I took my last box of clothes and take a last look at my room that I will never see again. This place that was my heaven. When my parents were not here or even just forgot about my own existence. They would give me money sometimes like if it was replacing their love for their own daughter. Today we were moving to California. It's a long way down from Canada.
I got downstairs and put the last box in the car beside me. My parents thought that it was the best way to move if my dad drove there than by plane. They would of surely lost something in the travel and my mom couldn't think of losing her precious Italian white sofa that cost more than a simple fucking sofa. My parents are two business people, working for some company that I didn't gave a shit about. My dad started the ignition of the car and we headed on the road down to Huntington Beach. I'm Mary, from my real name Marianne. I'm 16 years old but 17 in five months. It was a sunny July day. In the middle of my summer vacancy. I have to change school but I didn't care at all because I didn't had any friends in there. They all thought I was weird, ugly and other insult that you can imagine. And all of this because I am listening to cool bands like Metallica and other.
After a couple days we finally arrived to our new house. Obviously too big for only three people. I didn't have any animals, my parents thought that it was useless, probably like me. Without a word I enter the house, look around a bit and bring my stuff upstairs in my new room. My bed room was connected with a bathroom, so I had my own bathroom. The rooms of the house were huge, I could see myself throw big party in there, alone. Of course things wouldn't change here, why would I have friends here when I didn't have any back in Canada? A little part of me was hoping that it would change but I don't believe in fairy tale. I came down stairs and saw our neighbours. A little family, in a normal house. Something I wish of, because these people loved each other. Not like here. My parents acted like roommates with each other. That isn't love. A girl came to me, she looked like she had my age. "Hi! I'm Lacey, I live just beside" She present herself extending a hand, I shake her hand and put a smile on my face. Something that I wasn't use to. "I'm Mary" I told her. "Come in I'll make you visit" I told her carrying the last box to my room. I put my clothes in the drawers and we talked about music, we pretty much liked the same things.
After this day we started to hang out together almost each day of the summer.
One day, in a sunny afternoon in the last week of July Lacey and I were sitting on my balcony. Yeah I have a balcony in my room, at least there was a cool aspect to this house. We were looking at the night that was taking over the sun, "Hey! I want to present you to some other girls that are my best friend and I think that you will get along with them easily" Lacey told me out of nowhere. At first my first reaction would of been to say no. But I wanted to change, open up from my shell and meet new people, because that's what I feel the need to do. "Okay, when?" I ask her, determine to do something new in my life. "Tonight, we got nothing special to do so we could just hang out all at the beach?" She asked. "Yeah that will be cool. Call them and we will go there after" I told her and Lacey called them all. Lacey and I walked up to the beach when we saw two blond girls approaching. "Hey What's up girls?" Lacey scream to them and we join them, they were two twins. Valary and Michel, really nice girls. We got to the beach, "Wait for me fuckers!" We heard a girl scream. It was Leana.
That night at the beach was one of the best of all my summer! I got to know them all and Lacey was right, I got along with all of them. Leana was always making my stomach hurt from laughing so much, she is such an energetic girl. Always running around and entertaining every body. She is a hell of a show.
I didn't really see my parents from all summer. I was gone all day and when I came back they were asleep. I didn't care because I didn't miss them.
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Real Feelings
RandomA story that I re-write because it was originally my first one and taught that it was shit. Mary is lonely and scared. Zacky is insecure and scared to do something wrong. Will the two together bring them sttronger or not?