As I look out the window, a tear trickles down my face. I didn't even get to say goodbye to my best friend Ryan. He was like a brother to me, and I won't ever see him again.
We pass by this big Jeep. It was green, my favorite color. There were a bunch of college kids in it with beers in their hand. That brought me to thinking about college, my future. I never like to think about those things. I put my headphones in and blast Come and get your Love by Redbone. I've always been a big fan of the older music.
I must have fallen asleep cause it's pitch black. It was only sundown when I was awake. My headphones are now blasting Ain't no Mountain high Enough by Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell. Love that song.
We stopped at this motel because it was really late. We get our room and I take a shower. I felt so gross from sitting in that moving truck for atleast 6 hours. I brought my portable speaker so I put that in the bathroom and played Maps by Maroon 5 (yay! Finally a normal song!) After the shower I put on my gray sweatpants that are the bomb, an MCR tanktop, and put my hair into a braid.
I didn't fall asleep till 2 am cause I was so worried about my new school. What if I didn't dress like those kids or I was "weird" towards them. I just hope someone likes me
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
I turn off the alarm clock and see my mom packing up our clothes. We get in the truck and start driving to our new house. It is a really nice house. It has a balcony and it's very big. I'm just not looking forward to people thinking I'm a snobby little rich girl. I ask my mom how much longer the drive is. "Oh just another 6 hours." She says unexpectantly happy.
I huffed and put my headphones back on. I blasted Helena by MCR. God I love that band. I realized I haven't been on Instagram this whole week. I clicked the app but nothing was really new. Although Ryan posted a picture of me and him saying goodbye and that he'll miss me so much. I literally cried. I wrote back that I'll miss him sooo much and that we need to stay in touch.
I looked at all the comments and everyone was upset. I thought no one cared about me except Ryan. Guess not. I looked up and realized we were at our new house. Gosh it was big.
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The New Girl (an O2L fanfiction)
FanfictionA story about a girl who moves all the way from Boston, MA to Los Angeles. She meets a few friends along the way including JC Caylen, a handsome, talented boy she falls in love with.