The years after my mother died was a complete blur. I smiled and laughed at necesay times, always keep my head held high and always made sure no one ever saw me at my times of weakness, my mothers words made sure of that. See my mother and I might of not had family but the town loved her so much, she was adored by everyone and seeing as that was, it was almost like it was my duty to step up to them sort of expectations as well.
After the funeral that followed my mothers death by four days and five hours was when I was placed under my neighbours wing, Ms Thompson was a old lady that didn't ever have family and the ones she did have never visited her but my mother and I looked after her as if she was our own grandmother, my mother had written in her will that I was to be under Ms Thompson's care and that how it was for a very long time until Ms Thompson had gotten sick and no matter what I did it was just her time to leave and then that lead me to Ms Thomspson's funeral where I was then met with my new family.
I was lucky enough to not have been placed in the foster system but with eveyone in the town loving my mother and Ms Thompson they all basically raised their hands to have me under their wing but as much as I loved a few members of our community, my mother had writen in her will that the next person to take me in was her close friend and her family. See my mothers close friend was Ms. Louis, she was a lovely lady but we hadn't seen her or her family in over eight years and I hardly remembered what she looked like until she had placed her hand on my shoulder at Ms Thompsons funeral.
Ms Louis had gave me a silent nod which had the meaning of understanding but I wasn't sure she knew such loss. All I knew about the Louis family was that there was Ms and Mr Louis, along with Jane who was thirteen and Xavier who was seventeen, my age.
Xavier and I were best friends back in grade two, we went to the same school and everything. Our saying was that it was us against the world but that was until his family moved in grade four to the town over and we hadn't spoken since. Xavier was a lot of things; adventures, creative and very much a loud mouth, he was also my first kiss. It was like our experiment in grad three, we both had crushes on other people in our grade and we were having an argument that night over some very personal stuff..-flash back-
"Xavier that isn't fair we are in what grade four, we don't kiss people." I said.
"Yes we do, that is how it works...dad told me so" Xavier had replied.
"Well my mum told me that there are too many coodies in kisses" I huffed and pulled on my pigtails.
"Well it doesn't matter, neither of us know how to kiss" Xavier pouted and flopped on the floor.
"We will find out one day, mum told me we will learn with a person we trust and care about. "I said and sat next to Xcier while smiling.
"You're so right, we should kiss someone we trust and care about and someone that can keep a secret" Xavier practically yelled while jumping up from his spot.
"Yes I know I'm right" I said.
"So why don't we kiss" Xavier whispered and smiled.
"Um no way you crazy person" I spat
"Think about it Lu Lu, we are best friends and we care about eachother, we also trust eachother and we won't tell anyone" Xavier stated while prancing around the room.
"But we don't know how to kiss" I pouted.
"That's why we kiss each other, to get the first kiss out of the way" Xavier said.
"Fine I guess your right but we won't tell anyone" I questioned
"We won't tell anyone" Xavier said, while pulling me up and we linked pinkies to make it offical.
-flash back over-
Thinking about it now, we were basically inseperable before and after that kiss. The kiss it's self was horrible but we both laughed at it and thinking back to it, I was and am happy I gave my first kiss to Xavier, I wouldn't of had it anyother way.
After the funeral, Ms Louis took me back to my home where we cleaned up the house and packed up my stuff, since Ms Thompson had no family other then my mother and I, everything was given to me. I had organised with the bank that the house be left, Ms Thompson had payed for the house, so there was no left to pay for that but I had to make sure that the house was left there and was not harmed in my absence. I had made a vow to myself that I would come back to my home here on the west side.
After nearly a week of cleaning, sorting and packing, I was finally ready to leave my home and town behind. I left our friends and family because well I had no friends and well the family thing seemed a little to ironic. I sat in the car next to Ms Louis when we set off on the over four hour car rode to my new home and boy was I excited, I laughed a little at myself for my very sarcastic remark. Ms Louis spoke about her and her family, she filled me in on the eight years of events that I should apparently know, she continued to spill little secrets about her husband and children, telling me all the juicy gossip of her town and about my new school. Aparently I was attending the South Brook High School with Xavier and I didn't see the problem with that until we arrived and I had walked into Xavier and a girl that I did not know going at it like animals.
To say I was excited about this year would be very, very mistaken.
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