The "Lucky" One: A Mathew Espinosa Fan Fiction

Chapter three: The Move...

•Dear Diary,
            The next few days went by slow. But I'm not complaining, me and Matt have been texting 24 / 7 and he is a really sweet and funny dude. Even though I already knew that, from his videos and stuff. I honestly didn't think he was going to text me again after the other night, why would he? I mean, he probably has so much on his plate. But somehow he had squeezed in time for me, I can't help but wonder, Does he like me? No.Not in that way. I do like him but I don't want to ruin whatever this 'frendship' we have by being dumb, and scare him off. But on a completely different note, the movers have taken everyrhing but my bed and I think they are taking It early in the morning because we are leaving tomorrow morning. I know I should be scared out of my mind, about the whole finding my stalker thing. But the truth is, is that I have done this many of times. Its like a routine. I move, live there for a couple of months, then move to a different city, well we have only moved to a different state once and that was to move here, I used to live in Ohio, but we had moved to a lot of cities in that one state so we moved, here, Florida. Ive been to some beautiful cities here like; a little beat up town called Fort Meade(it was soooo cute!) and we lived near Cocoa Beach, that was fun! I loved it! My dad still won't tell me where we are moving, I keep asking but he just smiles, he is annoying me! Like, why can't he just tell me! I hope we move to Miami! That'll be fun! I haven't told Matt that I am moving, but why does he have to know? We aren't that close, really. It will probably come out sooner or later, most likely later. I will prbably tell him after I get settled in. Im done writing for tonight.
                                Bye,
                                  Diary

•I closed my diary and put it in my small bag, just in case I want to write on the way there. I look around my empty room and check my phone for the time, it read; 9 : 55 p.m. I decided to pick out something comfy to wear on the way to wherever we are moving to. I have learned, in my many experiences, to wear something comfortable because, well, you don't want to be uncomfortable for a long ride... I picked through my large suite case to find an outfit for the trip. I picked through my large suite case to find an outfit for the trip. After about 25 minutes of looking I found the perfect outfit! I closed my suite case and layed the outfit out on the top of the suit case. My dad walked in my room and said "Hey baby girl, I know its been bugging you that I haven't told you where we are moving to, so I'll give a clue" he smiled. I smiled wide and said "okay, whats the clue!?" "Well we are riding a plane across the country" he said excitingly and walked out. Oh, my, gosh! We are moving across the country! Im gonna miss this place. But, I could take this opportunity to change and start over. Maybe thats why my dad is so happy...I wonder what state we are moving to!! Could it be Oregon? Washington? Even California!?...well its time for bed anyways. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, set my phone alarm, and went to bed. ____________________________________________

•"BEEP BEEP BEEP!" My alarm clock shrieked. I groaned and rolled out of bed, literally, I hit the floor, hard. I grunted and slowly stood up and turned off my dumb alarm clock and the time read; 4:00 a.m. ugh its too early! My dad came in and said "Wake up! Today is the day! And plus the movers are comming soon to get the rest of our things." I nodded and asked "what time is our flight?" "Well, I'll tell you that we have to leave this house in two hours." I nodded again and he left probably to get ready. I sighed and went to the bathroom with my toothbrush, shampoo, conditioner, towel, and soap. I showered and brushed my teeth, then wrapped up in the towel. I walked into my room and put on the outfit I layed out last night; a grey baggy long sleeve shirt, black knee high sweatpants that say ' DANCE ' down the right leg, and black and white patterned ugg boots that come up just a little past my ankle. I plugged up my blow dryer and my curling wand. While that heated up I did my makeup as usual; concealer, powder, mascara, and chap stick. When I was done with my makeup I did my hair in a messy braided ponytail (shown in the picture at the beginning of the chapter, along with the outfit). I finished packing a small purse for the long plane ride; earbuds, makeup (to freshen up, just in case there is a cute boy on the plane ;-)or something), and my phone charger. It was almost 6:00 a.m. when my dad walked into my room, again,  and asked "Are you ready?" I said "yes, I'll be in the car in a second" and stood up. The movers came in and took my bed while I was im the shower, so when I walked in my bed was gone. I took one last look at my empty room and sighed. I shook myself out of my thoughts and grabbed my bags, then headed out the door.