The words, "Sam, Sam," echo throughout my head. I daze off looking out of my window, into the approaching town. My consciousness has left my body and my thoughts fill with blurs of my memories.I think about how my dad has met a new wife, a young one, ten years older than me, 15 years younger than him. This relationship came suddenly to my brother Braeden and I, as my mum was caught cheating and my dad divorced her quickly. He then was at a conference meeting for history teachers and now I have another mum. She's nice and all, but it isn't the same. She goes by the name of Celeste and she is also a history teacher, like my father. Great. You'd think I like history having a loving dad teaching it, but no. It is the worst subject, and I would do almost anything to get out of it. That goes for all classes, I officially cannot deal with school anymore after last year's saga. Along with my parents divorcing, and my dad remarrying, I also got into trouble that cost me my family's trust. I did graffiti in my middle school's bathroom. I got detention and nothing else from the school. But from my father, I got a heck of yelling from him. I was mad and sad, and scared. I had never seen my dad so angry. I don't know why I did what I did, it may have been a near panic attack. I'm still not sure. I just I guess needed to take out my stress in the bathroom. I like art, a lot, and so graffiti-filled my needs. So now, my family, my dad mainly, doesn't let me go anywhere without an adult, in fear of me doing something more impulsive. I see where he is coming from, but he is too overprotective. He wants me to stay his 'little girl'. But I'm growing up and there are things he'll never understand about me. Unlike my dad, my older brother, Braeden, a senior. A popular guy wherever he goes. He cares about me a lot, and I feel like he understands me better than anyone I know. I don't have many friends so I don't open up to many people. It's sad, I know, but I don't feel comfortable with telling people things. I have commitment issues just like my parents. Well, at least like my mother who I will get to later. I feel bad for Braeden, I do for all the times I have ignored him because I didn't get what I wanted. I have put more pressure on him being better than I am when really, he just wants to relax and live a happy life. He has gone through my parent's divorce too. I am ignorant to my family. I can't always express what I'm going through. I am an outsider. I don't fit in, but maybe if I tried, I could be a better person for my family's sake. Only time will tell what the fate of my future is and for now, I am comfortable, and honestly, I am so glad to get out of my old town, glad to become a better person and move to this small town to live in my step-mom's nice house.My focus exists my mind and returns to watching the car run along the road of the incoming town. We pass the sign reading 'Welcome to Ridersville, Have a Nice Stay!' I start to close my sleepy eyes, from my restless night of tossing and turning, and then reality strikes, and the words repeat again, "Sam, Sam".I gasped quietly as I sat up in my seat. Braeden looks around his shoulder at me from the passenger's seat. It seems as if he has been trying to catching my attention for a while."Sam, are you okay?" He asks, with a worried look."Oh, yeah. I-I'm fine. Guess I just lost focus to my surroundings or something," I mutter, forgetting everything I was thinking about.""Well, you better be focused now, because we are about to arrive at our new house," my dad says as he looks in the rear-view mirror."You must have been really out it because I have been calling your name for 2 minutes and you never noticed me," Braeden says to me."Uh, yeah sorry about that, I'm just a bit nervous about the new town.""Same." Braeden then looks out of his window in the front seat and puts on his Adidas, black hoodie over his chestnut brown, straight hair.The grey car driving down the road pulls into a flat, rock driveway, coming to a halt as it nears the house walls. Here is the house. This is it. My new place to call home. I hope I can make a good person out of this town. It is small. Everyone will know everyone. It might finally be my chance to make a few friends and make my dad proud of me.I hopped out of the car, a little dizzy from the ride. I stared up and looked down the two-storey white and grey house. It was beautiful. Celeste opened the door and my dad went to kiss her. I smiled. My dad was happy, my brother was happy, Celeste was happy and I was almost happy. I sighed then went and hugged Celeste. I think went to the back of the car, and from the boot, reached out and grabbed a lighter cardboard box and walked with into the new house with ease. Little did I know, moving to this town was the start of something bigger. The start of love, and tough choices. The start of a whole new me.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
There are probably loads of mistakes, but what did you think of chapter one? I will post more chapter, but don't know how often. Comment any ideas on what I should do with this story. I have it mostly planned out but what are your thoughts? Have a good day and happy reading!
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Bite Back
WerewolfSam (Samantha) has just arrived in the small town of Ridersville with her older brother Braeden as of her dad remarrying a teacher who works at Ridersville High. It is also a new school year and that means Sam is starting high school as a freshman a...