Isabella:
I had been in this god damn car for the past 2 hours, and my legs were hella cramped, my lips, and hands was also sticky from all the sour patch kids I had been eating. We were on our way to Boston I mean I wasn't really mad it seams way better than my aunt's other option which was Pennsylvania specifically, York Pennsylvania, yikes. I had searched google and I had found many stellar hangouts I could chill at. The only thing I was bummed about was the having to go through a new school and new friends thing. Although we hadn't stayed at the other city much for me to make any friend.
"How much longer auntieee" I whined like a two year old.
I know, I know, not very mature of my 17 year old ass but what was I supposed to do I was getting bored fast.
"Not much longer maybe an hour if this traffic doesn't get any worse, and you whining won't help speed up the time you know." My aunt said sarcastically.
Another long hour later we were parking in front of the house we had looked at then soon bought not long ago. The house was enchanting, and ethereal with its beauty. It had square blocks leading up to the house, with little lights around it. The house it's self had a white and beige exterior with a very modern look, the door was made of wood. There was a Pom tree right beside the wooden door and on the other side of the door there was a few bushes. It was a beautiful house but with beauty comes money and let me tell you this house was not cheap although my aunt wouldn't tell me the exact price I knew it was pricey.
Our stuff had already been moved in it wasn't much just some furniture we thought would look good in the house. I still had to get some decorations for my room, I was going for a darkish theme with the cool elide lights I kept seeing on Pinterest.
We parked and headed inside, as we entered the house I got this feeling of comfort and happiness. I think I could really learn to love this place. My aunt Beatrice had taken custody of me when my parents had past away four years ago, they're cause of death was supposedly suicide but I doubted that. My parents were never suicidal. I think, no I know it was a homicide.
"Isabella why don't you head to target and get some supplies for your first day of school tomorrow. I'll be making some dinner there's some chicken in the freezer I'm sure I can make something with that and target is not that far from here you can use the GPS on your phone to get there and use my car till yours arrives." Beatrice informed me."Sure just let me change my clothes I still have some snack crumbs stuck on my shirt." I told her, then headed up to my room.
As I'm rummaging through my messy suitcases that the workers had brought via truck. I look around my room I might need to decorate it sooner then expected it's really empty. With its plain white walls, simple white poster bed, and a basic circular beige carpet. I'll also be needing to get new furniture, the bed and carpet were left by the previous owner and we decided to leave it till we have time to buy some new stuff. I head to the bathroom with the new articles of clothing I managed to grab from the suitcases. I quickly change after checking my phone and realizing that it was already 6:30 pm., and I don't want to be driving in the dark. I was kind of new to driving I started a few months ago after I got my permit so I was a little bit wary of driving in the dark.
Anyways I finished getting dressed in a simple pair of black yoga leggings and a plan baggy grey t-shirt. Then fixed my long blonde hair into into a high ponytail. As I was about to head out I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror and stoped. I had the same dark blue eyes as my mother, but sometimes in the right light they almost looked like the color indigo. I also had her tiny button nose that lifted up at the end. I had my fathers light almost golden blonde hair although my face structure was all mine I had a what I considered a cute yet feminine face. With that evaluation over with I headed outside.
Twenty minutes later I was at target grabbing some basic black notebooks and some pens and pencils. I didn't want to get to much because I might not need it I decided to just wait and see what I needed. As I was heading out after checking out the supplies I had gotten a red head with the most piercing grass, green eyes I had ever seen stoped me.
"Hi I haven't seen you around are you visiting?" The red head said.
"No actually I just moved, I was just grabbing some stuff for school incase I needed it." I said
"Oh really what school are you going to, and I'm Victoria by the way but everybody calls me Vick." Victoria said.
"I think it's called Redwood high, and it's nice to meet you Vick I'm Isabella." I told her.
"Omg thats we're I go your like only 3 weeks late so that's good you didn't miss much. What grade are you in Izzy."
"Izzy?" I asked.
"Ya that's what I've decided to call you from now on hope you don't mind saying Isabella all the time might get tiring you know?"
"Ya I get it, it sounds nice actually. Oh also I'm a senior."
"No way we were like destined to be best friends. I'm a senior to" she enthusiastically explained.
"Oh really maybe you could show me around tomorrow?"
"Yes that sounds perfect actually would it be ok if I drove you to school, that way we could talk about what you've missed and I would be able to show you around the school?" She asked.
"Yes that's great here let me give you my number and address." I told her.
After exchanging phone numbers and giving Vick my new address I drove home. I ate the chicken salad Beatrice had made while I was gone. Then I told her good night and headed to bed I was exhausted after the long day of traveling and then the short trip to target so I put my newly bought supplies in my backpack and went to sleep hoping that everything would go good tomorrow.
Hi to anybody who's reading this I hope you enjoyed this chapter also this is my first time writing a book or more accurately a chapter so I hope you enjoyed it please comment any mistakes I might have made and any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. Oh and also if you have any ideas on how I should proceed plz inform me. I was thinking maybe something on the lines of supernatural/reverse harem type of thing but I'm not sure.
Oh and one more thing none of the pics I'll be using or am currently using for this book are mine they're either from Pinterest or instagram. Have a great day/night.

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