Seeking Hope

New Beginnings

(Dayna's POV)

As I sit in the back of the car, staring out the window, I nervously tap my fingers. Today, I'm officially moving to a new town. I'm also going to a new school, which I'm scared about. I'm scared no one will like me. I sigh and close my eyes thinking, "What if I end up being the loner or freak?" A lot of people labeled me as weird at my old school and a lot of people were scared of me, even my own friends. I flinch at the thought of what caused them to be so scared. I open my eyes and bite my sleeve before jumping at the sound of my sister's voice, "That's gross. Quit it." I roll my eyes which results in her hitting me and I sigh as my mom tells her to stop. I pull my sleeves over my hands and close my eyes laying my head on the window.

I had started to doze off when my mom taps my shoulder "We're at the house." I get up and get out of the car, grabbing my sketchbook I had in the seat with me and hug it to my chest. This was not the first time I had seen my new house but I was still anxious. I grab the smaller of my bags and take them up to my room and put them on my bed before going back downstairs and getting the heavier bags. I hear my sister say something and I turn to her "what?" She smirks and walks off and pulls out her phone "Nothing." I clench my teeth and mutter "You think you're so much better than me." I look at my mom and see how tired she looks and I frown worriedly, "Mama why don't you take a break? I'll get the rest of the bags" She looks at me, exhaustion evident on her face "Are you sure Dayna?" I smile "Yes I'm sure." She smiles slightly "Thank you" I start walking towards the door "you don't need to thank me" I walk outside and start getting the rest of the bags and bring them inside before yelling "Tiffany, which bags are yours?" She walks to the living room, coming from the hallway and grabs her bags and I take the rest of the bags to my mother's room. I walk back into the living room and see my mom asleep on the couch and I gently nudge her shoulder "Mama why don't you go get in bed?" She grumbles and I sigh, before smiling slightly and I get a blanket and cover her up and turn off the light and walk upstairs to my room. Which just so happens to be the attic. It might sound terrible but it's not that bad. The attic is fixed up nicely so it doesn't look creepy and I won't get hurt in any way. I put my bags in one corner and plug in my phone and turn my lights off leaving my lamp on and go to sleep.