Perfectly Perfect

Chapter 3

The car ride back home was pure torture. My mother was at the breaking point of either crying uncontrollably or kicking me out the car. Either way it was not going to be good. I didn’t dare say a word because anything at this point would tick her off. Instead I looked out the window and watched the raindrops roll down my window. The sky was a hazy shade of gray which really suited the mood. Watching the ginormous building pass by me made me realize how small we really are. I mean there are around three million people living in Chicago, Illinois alone.

                Suddenly I realized we were heading the wrong way. “Mom I think we are going the wrong way” I quietly said.

                “Yes, we’re heading out of the city” she quickly stated.

                “Why”

                “We are moving to Maple Grove and don’t worry a truck is coming with all our stuff”

                “What, we can’t I have a whole life here and you can’t just move me to a random small town and expect everything to be perfect”

                “Well we are and guess what everything is going to be and I don’t want to hear anything else”

                Well on the bright side my mom just completed a new world record. She just ruined my whole life in five seconds. How could she do this to me? I mean my dad just died and our house was absolutely perfect with three rooms and a maid. Now I’m moving to a town five hours away from Chicago and I bet they don’t even have one single five star restaurant. This day could not get any worse. I was furious.

 I mean I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye to anyone. I didn’t get to say goodbye to any of my friends. I didn’t get to say goodbye to Christina. Christina had been my best friends ever since kindergarten when she punched Rodney in the face for ripping my picture in half. Ever since then we’ve been best friends. We couldn’t be any more different, but we couldn’t live without each other. She doesn’t even know that I left and won’t come back. This could not be happening. All I could now was text her.

“Hi Christina the funeral didn’t go so well. Long story short I ended up jumping on my dad’s coffin and screaming. Anyways I’m moving and I just found out and you can never text or talk to me again because it will be too painful. I want you to know you’ll always be my best friend and I’ll miss you forever goodbye” I quickly wrote knowing that Christina would know what I really meant.

“I’ll never leave you alone even if you are on a different continent. I can’t believe you are moving after all these years together, but don’t worry we won’t stop being friends.”

We texted all night and it made me realize how much I was going to miss her. Even though I know we didn’t want it to happen we probably wouldn’t talk as much once I moved. I would miss our little talks that really did make me laugh out loud. Before I knew it we were in a small quaint town and pulling in to a driveway and knew this nightmare was just beginning.