Burn My Soul

Inception

Dark.

It feels dark.

My eyes feel like they are about to drop again, we haven't stopped for exactly 5 hours.
The citrus smell of the car seats we're beggining to make me feel nauseous, my head felt like someone was tapping on my skull gently with a hammer. And my back felt like it was going to cave in from sitting in the identical spot I still haven't moved from.
I guess this is the beginning of it all.
Moving rooms, moving neighborhoods, moving counties,
then states...

I knew why we were all here.
To forget.

I can hear my mother mumbling in her sleep, my father's eyes on the road, looking back at me continuasly from his mirror, his eyes, determined, worried.

Fuck.

The first drops of rain begin to patter against the window, causing it to fog up from both sides. That's when I knew.

We were in Arlington.

Population I don't know.

It seemed quite immense in comparison to Atlanta.
Looking out all was green, the building's neatly placed and well organised, although, before jumping onto the 'Moving' bandwagon I did some research.

Last year there were 8 hurricanes and 14 thunderstorms.

God Help Us.

Even I know God doesn't exist, but for right now I wish he did.
I need all the luck I can get.

'S. Glebe Road'. 'S.Arlington Ridge Road' 'S June Street' 'S Lynn St'...the names of the streets of our new county made me try and memorize so I wouldn't get lost...
I wonder who lived in those apartments? Those elegant, new neighborhoods that I was so unfamiliar with.
I begin to fumble around with my hodie, my clumsy little lace that always no matter how hard I try it never mesures the same as my other one. It's an ivory color, except my hodie is black.
I can't help but think...

Will I make any friends?
Would anyone want to be my friend?

I guess that's not the part that worried me the most. It wasn't leaving my childhood behind, it wasn't leaving my old friends behind like Alfred and Jill, it wasn't leaving my house. It wasn't even the cool shop that use to sell ice cream all year around with the cool Skittle and Starburst toppings.
It was the fact I didn't know Anyone.
My parents mentioned they knew the Colt family. I remember vividly my mother coming into my room a few nights ago telling me that their son will be going to Wakefield too.
I remember shooing her away, wanting her to stop reasuring me and reminding me that I was gonna be the new girl. I told her the next morning that I was too busy watching the new episode of F is for Family, but I secretly was more worried than I though I could be.
I have a strategy though.
Don't get involved in ANY drama.
I'm pretty confident that all will be fine if I just don't stand out.

Leaning my head against the window, forming little circles from the condensation I saw one sign that stood out the most.

Aurora Highlands.

"Hunnie"!

Turning my attention away from the wicked weather towards my mother, her hand lightly tapping my knee, her face beaming with excitement, her finger pointing to our new house.
It was quite different from our old house. Three floors, four bedrooms and a basement. That kinda house. Spacious. It has a backyard full of flowers and trees, and a drive with a cute marble porch on the front of the house. The only thing we didn't have was a pool. I remember swimming in our old one when I was younger but I guess I was never a swimmer. Running and Baseball have always been my two favourites.
Explains my lucky purple baseball cap I haven't parted with since I was a kid. Back in Georgia I had a babysitter, Sandra, every time my parents would go to Savannah or Augusta my dad would leave his 'Chunichi Dragons' cap with me. I always felt closer to them, even when they went far away for a weekend or something.
Not one single pool in the whole neighborhood.
This place was huge, I only have one day to explore Arlington, Monday I'm starting school.