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CHAPTER 23

Starting out with a flashback right away, like most of the time ;-; This, as I have been meaning to put in for a while, is a chapter strictly on flashbacks. Alrighty then. Lets go :)

Btw, if it looks like this
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Then it shifts to a different flashback.

All of these are Eddy's POV unless I say so otherwise :3

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After about 3 days, since our car broke down and we had to get it fixed, we finally got to California. Why we didn't fly, I'll never know. Whatever. I don't care... I just miss Peach Creek... I miss all of my friends... I don't know anyone here... I wish I just could have stayed with my dad...

We drove through a very nice looking neighborhood and got to a house. It looked normal enough, but I could be horribly wrong at the same time... We parked and a man, who looked like he was in his forties, came out to greet us. My mother rushed to him and hugged him. They broke apart and my mom turned back to us. "Roger, these are my two sons. Damien" she pointed to him, who was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and not paying attention. "And Edward, but he prefers to go by Eddy." Roger looked at me an I stuffed my hands in my pockets. "Kids, this is Roger." Roger walked up to me and kneeled down so we were at eye level. Stupid height....

"Hi Eddy. It's nice to meet you. Your mother tells me you weren't so excited to come live with me. Can I ask why?" He tilted his head with curiosity. I shrugged. "Cause I miss my friends. We've known each other forever and now I probably won't be able to see them ever again. I don't know anyone here." I took m hands put of my pockets to cross them over my chest. "I wanna go home..." I choked out. I blinked back tears as I thought of the friends I left behind... The friends I may never see again... "Hey, you'll be right. I had to move from all of my friends too, you know. So did my daughter. You'll get through it eventually."

My mom whispered something in Rogers ear and he stood up. "I want to show you my house, and where you all will be staying. Come with me." He led us into his home and right away I could tell he really liked dogs... German Shepard's, to be specific. He showed Damien his room first. It was a large room, about as big as his old one, with one large window in the back with heavy drapes over them. There was already a bed in the corner of the room with sheets and blankets on top of it. "This used to be my office. It got so bloody hot in here. So I put those up to stop the sun and I never took them down." Roger explained how the drapes were. Damien shrugged and began to unpack his things.

Next was my room. It was a bit smaller than my old room, but it didn't seem like it. The movers had gotten here before us, so all of our boxes that were in the truck were already taken out and put in the rooms. My circle bed was set up in the center, and it also had sheets and blankets on them, waiting to be put on. I sighed. God I miss them...

I sat on the bed and looked around. "Don't worry. First pretty girl he sees, he'll forget all about Peach Creek." I heard Roger say to my mom. Nazz..... Man, was I gonna miss her...... Shovel-chin probably jumped all over her now that I'm not there to sabotage him anymore...... And, man, did I ruin all of his attempts to ask her out... I smiled softly and my mom and Roger walked out of my room.

I went and sat on the floor next to a bunch of boxes that read 'fragile' in my mothers elegant cursive handwriting. Maybe it was my records... I open the box to get my records out...

... To find out they weren't there. This box was full of pictures. Only to throw salt on my emotional wound, I guess... I still took out the pictures, wanting to remember them as much as I could... There was a picture of Sockhead, Lumpy, and I when we were 5. It was when Sockhead just moved... We had hit it off quite well right away. And we became best friends really fast. Man, how will I be without them? I never thought we would leave for real...