Yearbook Club. ||Joshua Bassett||

A New Home

White Ferrari - Frank Ocean

"Kids, wake up! We're about 10 minutes away from our new house!" My mom says excitedly from the passenger seat of the car while my father keeps his eyes on the road.

My brother Will, short for William, groans as he struggles to sit upright in the seat next to me. My mom has been talking about this house non-stop since we left Florida. During the entire drive here, she talked about how big the swimming pool is, how excited she is to decorate the house for the holidays, and she even tried appealing to my brother and I by mentioning how huge our bedrooms are.

Me and Will give each other a knowing look, neither of us wanted to move in the first place.

When we pull up to our new house, my mom practically jumps out of the car.

The house is in what is considered one of the rich neighborhoods in town, but it doesn't seem any nicer than our old one. I was used to this lifestyle, living in a big house, having the nicest and most expensive furniture and clothes, but I was never the type to rub it in people's faces like my brother does sometimes.

My parents make quite a bit of money. Mom is a successful interior designer, and my dad was one of the most respected lawyers where we came from. He got a better job offer in California, which is why we moved. My mom was all for the idea of packing up our whole lives and leaving our family to move here. I didn't understand that.

We step into the house and I go up the staircase and walk inside the first room I see. "Hayden! Your room is the first one on the left!" My mom shouts from downstairs.

I was in the correct room. I drop my duffle bag on the floor and stare at the empty room. Will's room is across from mine, and my parents room is downstairs on the opposite side of the house. We each got our own bathrooms, but only I got a walk-in closet.

I head back down to see that my parents have started bringing the little bit of boxes that were in the trunk inside and unpacking them.

"When do the moving trucks get here?" I ask.

"Well one of them should be getting here in a few hours, and the other one should come either tomorrow or the day after." Says my dad as he helps my mom unpack the family pictures.

"Maybe you and William should go to the mall or something, meet new people." My mom ridiculously suggests.

"We got here five minutes ago and already you're pushing us to make friends?" Will says while walking down the staircase.

"I just want you two to be happy here, that's all."

I roll my eyes, "We'd be happy if we stayed in Florida.."

My mom pretends she didn't hear my sassy remark. "We need to go grocery shopping later anyway, so I want you both to go with us."

"Why?" Will asks.

"Because it'll be nice to get out and become a little bit familiar with this place."

I nudge my brother and mumble, "We better not argue with her, she's not changing her mind."

Will nods in agreement and we both go to our rooms. Even though it's not like we have anything to do in there since none of our furniture has arrived yet.