Moving

Ok soo my teacher said we had to write a realistic fiction story and maximum could be only 10 pages. I got prettyu pissed because all my short stories I write exceed up to 20 pages. But nevertheless I felt like posting it. Enjoy!!!!

Moving

            Moving is tough especially if it’s on the other side of the world. Ok I’m exaggerating but Texas to Illinois isn’t fun.

            It started when dad came home and said that he had been promoted. It was going ok until he said the 3 most awful words known to man: We are moving.

            You can’t fight against your parents on this topic, but it wasn’t fair. I had a life in Texas. I was in the Glee Club. I had friends and a boyfriend. This wasn’t right, Texas was my home. It was our home.

            Well tell that to dad’s miserable boss. Right now I was in this stupid car on my way to stupid Franklin Grove because of my stupid dad. The silence in the car was awkward. I wasn’t the only one mad at dad. My mom was pretty angry that he sprang this on her last minute.

            I was thinking back to my talk with Renny.

            It was the end of 6th period science class and I had to tell him. We were moving in a week and it wouldn’t be fair to tell him last minute. I took a deep breath and walked to his locker. My footsteps hit the ground with squeaks. I could feel the tears threatening to spill out and my vision blurred. Blinking rapidly, so tears wouldn’t fall, I reach him. His back is turned and I muster up the courage to tap his back lightly.

            Renny turns around and my heart stops. He smiles as he sees me and his green eyes light up. He ruffles his blonde hair and my breath catches again. Carelessly, he slings his arm across my shoulders and hugs me. I’m going to miss you so much I think; already I’m dreading the day I must leave him.

            Sensing something was wrong; he pulls my chin up and kisses me softly, like he always does to cheer me up. This time it didn’t work. I burst into tears.

            Renny’s eyes widen and he looks around as if looking for someone. I keep crying. While Renny stand there awkwardly as if he doesn’t know what to do. I calm down and realize that the bell has rung so Renny and I are the only ones in the hall.

            “Nico? What’s um wrong?” he asks in a cautious voice. I knew he was a little shocked .I never cry in front of him. For a few embarrassing moments, I can’t say anything but little gurgles of noise. Then I clear my throat and choke out something understandable.

            “I’m moving to Franklin Grove” Renny just stands there. Then after a few minutes, he sits down.

            “You’re leaving?”

This is the end.

“It’s my dad’s job and I’m sorry but-“

Renny straightens up and just pulls me close. “Distance doesn’t matter.”

Despite the mood, I smile. He’s too optimistic for his own good.

“Ren,” ,I say. “Franklin Grove is in Illinois. In this case I think distance does matter.”

I feel him shake his head in my hair. “We can Skype and e-mail. Besides my parents are letting me road trip this winter break. I can drop by in Illinois.”

My heart stops again and I realize how much I loved him. “Really?” I ask my voice cracking.

He pulls me even closer. “I love you.”