Ever since the Lynchs moved from Colorado ive been all alone,no one to talk to,laugh with,hang out with after school. All ive done after school is walk to the old bridge that was the half point between our houses. Id walk to the bridge every day with my guitar and song book,sit down write a new song and think about all the good times we had. If it were raining i would just walk to the bridge and sit there getting soaked. The day that the Lynchs moved i got so mad,because i had the biggest crush on Rocky and never told him how i felt,that i carved his name into my leg. Its been almost 5 years since they moved and my mom couldnt take me changing anymore. Since the Lynchs moved i'd dyed my hair from blonde to black to burnett,got my nose and lip peirsed and just ignored everybody and everything around me. My mom thought maybe if we moved from Colorado i would go back to the way i was before they moved. This morning being the day that we are moving,im not sure where yet but i know we are moving my mother decided she would wake up early and finish loading the car since it was just us. I woke up took a shower got dressed in cut up skinny jeans,bight green tank top,and Rocky's green hollister hoodie that he let me borrow day before they left because it was raining and he didnt want me to get sick. When i walked out the front door to get in the car my mom smiled because i was wearing Rocky's hoodie. "where do you think we are moving to" my mom asked after i got in the car. "i dont know,where are we moving to mom" i said in a sorta rude tone. "youll see i have some suprises for you when we get there" She said smiling bigger. I pulled my phone phone out of my pocket,got on twitter,and checked my mentions. Thats when i seen a tweet from Rydel saying "hey girl sorry it took so long for me to find you but i miss hanging with you and wish i could visit you" I was so happy that atleast one of them remembered me that i decided to reply and say "ive missed you to!! how is everyone? god i miss hanging with you guys" She never replied back so i just layed the seat back,pulled the hood on Rockys jacket up,and started thinking. Rocky's jacket still smelled like him,i like the way he smells. The smell of the jacket made the memories of us come back,and i fell asleep thinking off all the good times i had with the Lynchs.
