Tired (SMPLive story)

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Wilbur's POV

"you know it's for the better." my mum sighed, packing up the little but of kitchen utensils we have. my mum's found herself a boyfriend so we have to move in with him. moving in with him means I'm also being forced to move to a new school and town and country. she couldn't find a guy in England? she's been talking about moving to America for a while now.

my school wasn't too special but I did have a small group of friends. "we'll stay in touch, right?" they asked the last day of school. I nodded, knowing this wasn't true. nobody "stays in touch" when they move schools. at least nobody I know.

I go to my room, I need to finish packing my stuff. some of my pencils were left out when I was packing my art supplies, that's such a bother. I hardly even use them anymore since I got a chromebook earlier this year.

drawing is such a comfort and it's way more fun digitally. I squish the pencils in a random box and tape it closed. then finish up packing the rest of my clothes.

when I finally finish packing, I have to help load it into the car then unload it when we get to Ray's house in America.

I've been to his house when we visited my grandparents last year and it's nothing special. it's only got four bedrooms, luckily for me, I get my own room! my sister has to share with our younger brother because my (now) stepbrother already has his own room.

*time skip bc idk how airplanes work so he's in America now*

when we landed he came to pick us up. he pulled up and we loaded our bags into the backseat of his truck. we had to squeeze in with the bags, while mom got the front seat.

the rest of our boxes and bags will come sometime next week. I wish my dog could've came but I left him with dad. he'd be happier at home. I miss them both already.

mum's talking with ray, I'd listen in but my stomach feels sick. I lean on the window and close my eyes the whole ride. the road gets bumpy and I can tell we've made it to the junky country road he lives on.

pulling into his driveway just made my heart sinks. I got out and helped take everything inside. I say hi to my stepbrother, Nathan, then go straight to my room. I've talked to him a lot before and he's really nice. he's a bit younger than me so I doubt I'll hang out with him at school or anything like that.

I start unpacking some of my clothes. school starts next week and I'm not even that nervous. I'm more pissed off than I am scared I guess. I mean I've been going to the same school since primary, all my memories were there. maybe a new school wont be too bad though; I can have a fresh start.

it's getting pretty late when I hear a knock at my door. "come in" I say. the door doesn't open. i sigh, getting up to open the door. apparently everyones gone deaf.

"yeah" I reluctantly say, opening the door just enough to peek my head out. "hey, uhm, we're headed to bed. goodnight, love you." it's my mom. "love you too." I mumble. she leans in to kiss my forehead but I close my door to avoid it.

I turn the lock and lay on my bed, letting out a large sigh as I hit the pillows. I hate this. I wish my dad still lived with us, everything would be a lot better. I plug my phone in and put on a random playlist I have saved.

I look around the room one last time before I sleep. this isn't my home.

a/n: sorry that this one was a bit short. feedback is appreciated :) updates may be a couple of times a week because I have school and work.