Unexpected Move

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Another glorious day, well I guess I wouldn't call it glorious as much of a normal day that has absolutely nothing different about it. I mean maybe, just maybe the last of the snow is finally melted but that's about it for exciting. The start of Spring is long overdue here in Vermont, but I guess that's what we get for living so close to the north and so close to Canada. Do I really want to get out of bed? No. Should I get out of bed? Yes. Am I going to get out of bed? Probably so.

Ugh, where did I put today's clothes? I mean really why does the weekend have to end. Why do the awesome parties have to end, at least my parents are still in Hawaii although they should have been back by now. Must have extended their family vacation, only one problem they don't have their whole family. I JUST had to sneak out and go to a party with my friends, where I JUST had to get caught and grounded. It wasn't like I was doing anything illegal. Sure I was supposed to get my homework, but I was going to do when I got home anyways.

There my clothes are. Dark denim skinny jeans, black converse, and plain white tee. It's so plain although I was a little drunk last night when I chose it, at least I didn't choose something that's barley a shirt and a mini-skirt. Why's my door closed?

"Mmm your awake," who the hell is in my room. I spun around and there's a very hot guy.

"Umm do I know you?" he looked at me like I was crazy. Am I crazy.

"Yeah I was at your party last night, I'm Andrew's cousin in college," crap, I'm only a sophomore.

"Uhh, yeah I don't remember you. Now why are you in my bed?" please tell me nothing happened, please god. Tell me I'm still a virgin.

"Don't worry nothing happened, it almost did but didn't. You don't have to worry but I have to go now," he walked out of my room in only his boxers and left. With out a goodbye, and with out putting on any clothes. What a weirdo, although I can't be too freaked out because this has happened to me before. Well I woke up in another guys bed, sometimes with a guy in it, sometimes alone.

"Ugh, I don't have a hangover which is good," I'm talking to myself. Great, I'm going crazy.

I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I look like crap. My wavy brown hair is still in some kind of up-do and it's matted back to my head. I have semi-bags under my crystal blue eyes and I have some make-up smudges. Great the few times I chose to wear make-up it ends all over my face. I grabbed a wash-cloth from the closet and wet it. I started to wipe off any make-up that was left. Then I saw it, a hickey. Great now I need to cover this up with make-up.

I brushed my hair, covered the hickey, grabbed my bag and found my keys. I walked into the living.

"Holy crap, what the hell happened last night," there was stuff thrown everywhere.

Trash littered the floor, empty beer cans every where, some ones underwear on the lamp shade, and I don't even want to know what is in my sink. Crap that party got a little out of hand while I was in my room with that dude. I don't have time for this now, I'll hire someone to come over and clean it up real quick. Normally I don't do this but I don't know when my parents are coming home and I don't want to be grounded again.

I ran out the door when I noticed the time and jumped in my car, I have 30 minutes to get to school, and if I speed a little I'll have about five minutes when I get there. I started the car and drove away from the house at lighting speed while dialing the maid service.

"Hello."

"Yes I need someone to stop by my house today no one will be home but there is a key with the agency I believe, my name is Rachel Landing. My address is 555 Anderson Road. Thank you have a nice day," I clicked the phone off and continued at a high speed. There's no cops on the main road at this time so I should be ok while trying to get to school on time.

I drove up to school and I only had about 2 minutes left because I did in fact see a cop so I did in fact have to slow down. Why does this world hate me? I mean it's almost like Katy Perry's song Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F) where it says "There's a stranger in my bed, there's a pounding in my head, glitter all over the room" I love that song in truth.'

I ran up to my homeroom in A.P Social Studies where they were already taking attendance.

"Well aren't we glad that someone decided to join us today," Mr. Harwell joked. I swear he's the only teacher that really hates me and I did nothing to him, sure he's only 21 and he wanted to come to my party. But hey he's my teacher anything that is said or done can be used against me. Ok so we're not in a court of law but still, it could happen.

"Sorry," I muttered as I walked to my seat and waited for this "glorious" day to start, that is now looking less glorious as it goes on. With that out of the way Mr. Harwell started to drone on about economical goals for the government in 2011.

Well most of this day's been a blur, but now it's English and it's almost time for the free period which is the only thing I look forwards to at school. Well that, seeing my friends and lunch. It's free anyways. Just a few more minutes of-

"Mrs. Harland the office would like to see Rachel Landing," what did I do this time.

All eyes turned to me as I made my walk of shame, well sometimes for me this is a walk of fame when I'm getting an award or I just did something no one would ever think of doing in their life. I silently walked down to the office as I heard other people in the halls snickering and I even caught a few people staring. Nothing is private anymore.

As I walked into the office I was automatically pushed into a small room which I've never been in before. Either something is seriously wrong or I'm in some serious trouble. Then the police walked in.

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Rebecca