I woke up feeling sad because today is the day that we are moving. me and my dad. he adopted me when I was two years old. my dad is my best friend we understand each other and always see eye to eye my mom passed away a few years back and now its just me and him and it's been pretty hard for him but he's pulling through we're moving because he got a better job out in California. I'm kind of excited to go but then again I don't want to leave my friends here it's pretty sad I get out of bed do my morning routine then get dressed I put on a pair of skinny jeans a white tank top and a blue flannel. I blow dry my hair so now its big and puffy and going everywhere but I couldn't care less.
I start to smell bacon and pancakes so I make my way downstairs to find my dad cooking in the kitchen.
" something smells good". I say to my dad he turns around
" goodorning to you too, want some kool-aid" he says
"that is incredibly racist, dad" I say trying my best to stay serious.
"oh so you think I racist?" he says looking at me like he has something planned "because if that's what you think then maybe-
"NO!" I yelled cutting him off because i already know what he is going to do so i start running away into the the living room.
"come here" he says laughing and chasing me with a spoon full of pancake mix.
"never!" I yell back at him then the next thing I'm tripping over a box . my dad just stares at me for a second then starts laughing at me
"can you help me up" i say trying not to laugh
he helps me up then we eat breakfasts. later we pack the rest of our stuff, put it in the truck and say goodbye to family and friends. I was hard for me to say goodbye to my best friends shauna and lynnea but its now or never. me and my dad get in the truck and start our drive to Cali. this is going to be a big change. hopefully a good one.
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okay so first chapter done. I hope u like I so far.
