Unexpected Love

Chapter 1

"Last one for your room," My mother said, putting down yet another moving box in my new room. I looked around at the cramped space. Boxes were stacked high to the ceiling, along with my bed frame, mattress, dresser, TV, and other items that need to be put in their rightful places. The mess stressed me out already, but at least the room looked decent enough.

The white carpet looked brand new and fit well with the beige colored walls. Rumor has it the carpet is brand new, along with all the rest of the house. Apparently the people who used to live here just remodeled the place before they left, so everything is either redone or completely new.

I've never had carpet in a house before. Back at my old house, we had hardwood flooring throughout the entire place. Oh, my old house...the image reacted with my gut, bringing back that recurring nausea feeling in the pit of my stomach. Man, did I miss my old room already.

I gave my mom a slight smile and then nodded, acknowledging that I heard her. That's as much excitement as I can generate as of this moment. That might be as much excitement that my mother will be getting out of me for the next few years. Who knows?

Uprooting ourselves from any sane person's dream, my mother and I decided to move to the Oregon Coast and leave our beloved town in the Bahamas. Living in a gorgeous house right on the beach, my mother had everything you could ever want in life; a wealthy husband, a kind and caring child, and a sturdy job at a restaurant as head chef. I also had nothing in life to complain about. My daily life consisted of going to school, getting good grades, surfing non-stop, hanging out with my amazing friends, and enjoying the sun of the Bahamas. Nothing could possibly make either of our lives better. I guess I had never considered things going sour.

Once the divorce hit, our life began to change for the worse. Unsure of what to do or where to go, my mom panicked and decided to get a one way ticket for her and I up to the Oregon Coast. Her family lives up in this area, so she thought that was the best place to be right now, considering how much change is going to be taking place. She figured it'd be good for me and her to be closer to family. Emotionally, my mom couldn't handle living on the island with my father. There are so many chances to bump into each other at random occasions and she didn't want to risk that. Island life is a challenge in that aspect because you know absolutely every living soul on the island and you're bound to run into them once in a while.

My mom never told me why the divorce happened, and to be honest it kind of took me by surprise. I never suspected that my parents had any difficulties with their marriage, so when the news hit, I was quite surprised. I've always wanted to bring the topic up, but I know my mom is hiding it from me for a reason, so I figured when she's ready she'll spill it.

Both my parents agreed that since I was sixteen years old, I was at an old enough age to make the choice of which parent to live with. Although I could have easily lived with my father and never had to worry about moving, leaving my friends, or uprooting my life, I just couldn't even think about leaving my mom all by herself. She needed me right now and even though she's never told me, she was pleased that I chose to be with her.

I absolutely love my dad to death, but honestly we haven't been all that close throughout my life. He's just kind of there when I need something, but never bothers to ask how I'm doing, who I'm hanging out with, or even what my grades are. We both just kind of coexist in the same environment, but when it comes to communicating, we're both very bland.

So now I'm here, in the Oregon Coast, just me and my mom. I literally don't know a single person besides my Nan and Pap, who live just across the Oregon Border in Vancouver Washington. It's kind of cool being closer to my grandparents, but I also had to leave my other set of grandparents in the Bahamas, so it's a bitter sweet. I don't know Nan and Pap that well just because of the distance aspect. I would only see them once or twice a year for holidays.