In the Garden

New Home

I dumped my suitcase on the bedspread, pretending to ignore my little brother's jumping on the bed next door.

My butt hurt. All that sitting down really squashes your glutes in. But what would I know, I'm just a High School sophomore who barely knows anything about ordinary things.

"Mom! When will the movers get here?!" I called out from my room, trying to ignore the smooches my mom gave to her new husband, Adam.

"They said it would be in between 12 to 36 hours sweetheart!" She said in between kisses.

I sighed. Leave it to mom to have no control over the situation.

Sighing some more, I stepped out of my room to try and find the bathroom. The hallway my room was a part of had four doors, three of which were bedrooms. I took a few steps and peered into one.

"Ew gross!" I said, shutting the door on my mother playing tonsil hockey with my stepdad. 

The door across from theirs was the bathroom, it was pretty, for a bathroom, but I just wanted a bath. 

I filled the tub and searched around for some bath salts, but of course there were none. 

I stopped the tap and undressed, I pulled my thick black bob into a gathering using one of my claw clips and sunk into the bath. 

Propping my legs up by the tap and pushing water around my body I thought of my old life California.

I groaned thinking of how much I missed Jules, and Anna, my two best friends, who were still in San Jose. I remembered the times we spent on the beaches. I would miss helping Anna find cute girls to get with, and going to football games with Jules. I would miss walking the apartment dogs, and old Mrs Ramos and her awesome Empanadas. Everything about California.

Everything about my home.

"Why'd we have to move so far away from, Dad?" I whispered into the silence of the bathroom.

I didn't want to acknowledge it. I didn't want to face the fact that my Mom had moved on from my Dad. I didn't want to face the fact that she had already married another Man.

I didn't want to face the fact that I, Katie Atwood-Smith, had to move along with my life without my Dad in my life.

I thought that I wouldn't be love anyone as much as i loved my father then.

Boy was I wrong.

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[UNEDITED]

HELLO!! It's another story lol.

I wanted to do something more than fan-fiction so... here it is!

Hope you enjoy Getting to know Katie, and Andrew. It might end up being cliche, but who doesn't love a cliche every now and again.

Hope you enjoy, and I'm always eager for constructive criticism.

- Bethan