"New Town"
I was in the front of our temporary house and without any sound I went on and said bye to Carlos and saw him running way back to his home. He was in a rush and I didn't knew why.
My back pack bag was standing in the stair of our house with the other big bags. I think we gotta go. Then, I saw dad carry some bags with his hand and arm followed by Gretchen and her two daughters Terry and Kora.
They didn't carry or bring any bags on their hands except with their make ups and hairbrushes. They can't went out and face the crowd without any mask, I mean make up powders, sticks, pens, or gels, and even sprays on their faces and hairs; opposite to me that I can't live with that habit.
"Shall we go?" I asked even it's obvious, of course, I don't wanna go. I almost forgot my guitar that my long lost love of my parents' present, before I went to DC Class last year together with Mr. De Rockha and - him, the guy. It hurts when I say his name but - I still missing him - or, I may say, Chris.
"Huh! Are you blind? OMG! You're so unlucky of your life, Ezna," said Terry and she mispronounced my name! And I went back inside to get my guitar -
I just ignored her. And they also did ignored me and my guitar. They felt better than me and I felt glad that they don't care about my guitar, so then, I can easily bring this to our new town.
"Let's go, let's go!" Gretchen yelled.
And they went first to the van and the last was me with my back pack on my back and handling my guitar case with its guitar on it. I went to the last and alone in there because dad was in the front seat and we're not close and he noticed my guitar. I wished he didn't remember about mom.
I remembered my little sister and my brother. They were the one who truly understand about my opinions and feelings. We also have the same passion in music even though they tease me about that. I know they love me without any hesitation. But, now that they were in the town of my stepmother and sisters (after our mom's death) I felt satisfied that they were safe.
I felt the glistening sun struck passed through the window of the van. They were noisy but it's not for me because I'm focus of my imaginations and in a one thing.
I felt nothing in this world when I'm with them. They don't even asked me to talk with them and it may sounds like a miracle if they do. I am anticipating of the new surroundings in my new town and for your assurance, I mean FYI, I didn't know yet what was the name of the town we're moving. I hope it will be kinda interesting to hear and not a sort of boring place. I hate that. But, maybe if my fates is in my favor this will not be so remorsing place. And if we will talk about the school, actually I'm not wishing about a nice high class great school. I wish it would be my way or my step to reach my dreams--- now. I hope so. I really do.
My dad, stepsisters, and step mom talked about the town and they were all excited but not me.
"I would be meeting an another guy again!" Screamed Terry while wiping on her cheeks. "Oh my God, I'm gonna see h again! I hope he'll notice me now," and Kora added. Their bio - mother didn't reacted instead she talked to my father in whisper and said, "Where do you want to enter your girl, huh?" Dad didn't answered immediately. But, he turn left and said, "In the nicest school the town have. I don't know but I think she's not a sort of choosy teen. She'll love it. She's smart and it'll never be hard for her." I saw Gretchen's face in the mirror rolling her eyes and sighed. I looked down and frowned but I never placed her deeds in my mind. I just forget about it.It was so long trip before we reach the town. I felt uncomfortable and in the air. I jump off from the car and breathe deeply. I looked around and smelled the air. I grabbed my bag and brought carefully inside; while, Terry and Kora immediately ran through the house and went to their desired room for themselves. And probably my room will not be so great. I sighed. But, I hope there were a lot of cabinets in mine. That's just what I wanted in my room. So, I went on following Gretchen. I felt the symptoms of home sick. I wanna scream saying, "I WANNA GO HOME!!!" But, I can't and I mustn't.
I sighed in relief. I continued to go on and on and saw them in their chosen room. And in a great surprise, I saw my brother and sister excitedly approaching to me and hugged me.
"Ezra!" Screamed Jollie and her tooth show her joy to see me. So natural. And my brother Jack hugged me, too, acted like he was a gay and we laughed.
"How are you here, Bro Jack, Jollie?" I asked them and they helped me to bring my bags in my room.
"We're just fine, actually before, we were so bored here but, now you're here with us, maybe we can talk a lot and enjoy here," Bro Jack replied and added a whisper, " roaming around and make that Gretchen slash step mom red slash hot headed."
And he laughed.
My eyes brightens and said, "Oh! I love that, bro! But, when will we start? Now?!"
"I'm excited!!!" Jollie screamed and jumped from the floor.
But, before that, we went to our room to fetch my bed and bags. While we were fixing the room, I asked them.
"So, what were you doing here before I came, I mean your tasks?"
Bro Jack sighed and raise his shoulders.
He said," Me, I swept the whole yard of the house, and I'm the one who kept the house clean till you came."
"How bout you, Jollie?"
"I--- kept---"
"--- her stomach full, you know," Bro Jack teased her and we laughed.
"No! I didn't! I'm the one who fetch water from the faucet! And you know that. I also watered the plants and flowers!" Cried Jollie.
"But, eating couldn't be forgotten, right?" Additional teased from Bro Jack.
"No!" Jollie argued and we laughed.
"That's good." I said and lowered my head with a sigh.
I didn't know why, but--- my bro Jack asked and sounded like he cared about me.
"How bout you? Are you okay there? Didn't they slave you? Tell me."
I moved my head and said "no".
"They didn't but--- still, I can't feel the love from them anymore even a friend love or a stranger cheer. I can't." I said a bit honest words.
They went near to me and said," Its okay. We're here now, and I'm sure you can feel the love from us now that we were together again," said Bro Jack.
And Jollie added.
"The truth is--- you're really good in what you really wanna be, Ezra, I mean, Ate Ezra. You're very well in writing songs and your sound stuck in my mind now!" Said Jollie, "and we're sorry for saying to you before that 'you're not good' because the truth is you're so great."
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Fly High | Book 2
Teen FictionA second story about a girl that has a big dream since she was born. She used to sing since she was a kid until she become fifteen. Ezra, the dreamer, dreams as soon to be reggae, pop, poprock, and jazz singer, songwriter and a guitarist. She's not...