Someone bought our house a few weeks ago and so today we are finally movin' out. It's a small and cozy one-story home in a small town jut shy of Nashville.
The town only contains about 200 people so it's pretty small. Everybody knows everybody. A lot of the town's land is woods used by hunters for deer and hogs. Huntin' is how the town makes most of its money.
Since my dad died in the Army 4 years ago, my mom and I have been alone. We decided to move to New York. We both wanted a fresh start. We are always receiving pity for my fathers death.
"Are you 'bout ready to leave!?" Mom yells from outside. "Just 'bout!" I shout back. She must be 'bout finished packing up the car. We sold our Chevy and bought a car since we're movin' to New York City. A big truck goin' down the streets of Manhattan would look ridiculous.
"You're gonna feel outta place for awhile, Eve." Mom says as I put one of my bags in the trunk. "I know. They're gonna think I'm a tourist because of my southern accent. Be right back." I ran back in the house to get my other bag. One bag was for clothes and another for my books. "Okay I'm ready to go."
Awhile after we are driving down the highway Mom says, "You can sleep. I will wake you up later." I nodded, put a pillow against the window, and drifted off to sleep.
_______________________________ Please comment and tell me if you liked the first chapter of this story or what you think I should work on. :3 Thanks
YOU ARE READING
Southern Scene
Ficção AdolescenteEve moves to New York City from a small town in Tennessee. When she moves to the new town she meets a boy in her class. Will she develop feelings for him? Will he develop feelings for her? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• What Eve doesn't know...
