I Will Make Him Pay [ON HOLD]

Chapter 3: Unpacking and Impressions

We finally arrived at our Wisconsin house a few days after the Omaha hotel. I don't know how I'm going to make it through school with the nimrods from the pool. They scurried like mice after they knew I was moving to Wisconsin.

I stretch out my legs while I'm getting out of the car. Then I realize it's only 10 degrees and I shiver. How can people live like this? It's freaking to cold to even go outside. At least I can go on a shopping spree and get some winter apparel. I smirk to myself at the thought, I have a love/hate relationship with shopping.

I look at the house in front of me, it's not at all like my house from California. It's real, you know, basic. It's dark brown and has a red door with a reddish colored garage too. This is not the definition of my type of house but I can live with it until I move out in couple of years.

I bring in my tiny suitcase and walk up the cute three steps that lead to the door. I walk in and the inside is magnificent, the kitchen is large with granite countertops. And that fridge, I could live with that for a while. There are three levels of the house, which excites me.

I'm on the main floor right now, so I walk down stairs to a basement. I have never had a basement before! It so spacious with comfy carpet that I could lay on for days. Although there isn't anything in here yet so, it's pretty bare.

After that I run up to the upstairs where there are three bedrooms. I can chose which one I want out of two so I explore them both. The first has aqua painted walls with a walk-in closet. The second has a light tinted orange color with a small closet, but it is larger than the first.

I go back and forth with the rooms and I finally make the decision to go with the aqua colored wall one, just because it reminds me a little of the ocean. The only downside to it is there is a house literally 7 feet away, I hope my neighbors are some nice elderly couple or someone that don't use that room anymore.

After I help my parents unload all the boxes in the house, they start putting the furniture in different places. Oh what a relief it is to finally sit on something comfortable from home.

"Honey bun, you're starting school on Monday you know," my mom states to me while we are eating dinner.

Today is only Thursday, about a week since we started our road trip across the country. I'm so over joyed to go to school on Monday it will be the highlight of my week.

Sike.

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I get up in the morning on Monday wanting to shoot myself. I'm going to school today. What an inconvenience. Sometimes I wish I was one of those people who get up all bubbly in the morning with tons of energy. But at the same time, everyone hates those types of people.

I wait at the bus stop because my car is being driven up by someone else. I don't know my dad sets all this moving stuff up, I don't know half of the reasons we did things the way we did. I look down at the outfit I'm wearing, the only thing that I own that can survive this winter. I have to go shopping soon.

I have on a baby blue sweater where it is cropped at the elbow with dark skinny jeans. I wear some tall brown boots and my hair is as straight as ever. I do have on a light coat, but I will probably have to buy a new one, this won't last very long.

The bus finally comes to a stop and as I get on all eyes are staring at me. It not like I wanted to move out of California. I look for an empty seat but of course there are none, most people are crammed into three in a seat. Just great.

I walk down the aisle of the bus and I see a girl sitting alone so I ask her if I can sit with her. She scoffs then let's me sit there, at least I have a seat.