It can be good
My name Angelica, I’m 14 years old. I love to draw, in fact most people in my school say I’m an artist, now I try to be modest, but I really am. It’s my passion, and I want to do something with it. Now I wish I had more time to figure everything out but...we’re moving today, and I hate it, worst timing to move ever! First-year high school, new girl, great!
My phone vibrated.
New message
I decided to check it.
BFF: hey, :(
I texted back.
NEWGRL: Hi, :(
BFF: do you have to go, i could ask my parents to adopt you!!!!!
NEWGRL: nope dont think so, sorry sad face emoji
BFF: well ok, you changed your name already
NEWGRL: yeah, moving today so....
NEWGRL: i gtg ttly moving now :( visit me?
BFF: :( yeah i promise to visit bye text you later
NEWGRL left the chat
BFF left the chat
I ran downstairs, boxes all packed, that sad feeling over came me, my eyes swelled with salty water, I held strong and sucked them back into my eyes.
“Goodbye childhood!” I yelled across the emptiness of my home. It only echoed back. I shut the door behind me and got into the car.
“Honey you okay?” My dad asked.
“Yeah, I guess.” I say trying to hide the lump in my throat.
“Everything will be okay, besides the place we are moving to is bigger and nicer!” My mom said cheerfully as she put her hand to the back seat and held my arm.
“Yeah, that is going to be nice.” I give a weak smile.
During the ride, I check my phone for any texts. But, I got nothing.
We finally arrived at our house, the moving van was already here. I got out and stretched my legs a little, that three-hour car ride cramped my legs up.
I look at our new house, it’s yellow with white out lines and a black roof. Like in those movies or books or something. I could see pink curtains laced up by the windows, tied neatly with some white ribbon.
The door was a faded brown as I pushed it open I noticed how smooth and warm it was. I walked in and sunlight filled the entire house, it was fully set up and ready to go, full of boxes for me to unpack. Perfect!
I carried all my boxes, to my new room. My room has a huge window that pushed outwards and a small bench with cushions, and a shelf underneath to put books and stuff in. The rest of the room was empty, except for a walk-in closet and the baby blue walls, with a soft sliver mist to it.
I had to admit, my room looked nice.
My phone rang, I jumped to a comfortable spot on the bench by the window.
BFF has joined the chat
SMILY has joined the chat
NEWGRL has joined the chat
BFF: heyyy you too
SMILY: heyy how it going
NEWGRL: hey guys its good and just started unpacking anything new for you too?
BFF: well lets see, umm my bff is gone!
SMILY: she means to say we rlly miss you!
NEWGRL: i miss you guys too but we had to move there was nothing i could do!
NEWGRL: Sigh i have to go and finish unpacking sorry
BFF: bye=(
SMILY: first time im not smiling ‘_‘
NEWGRL left the chat
BFF left the chat
SMILY left the chat
I did some real unpacking, I finished it all before dinner!
My bed was all set up, it had a white back board and frame and a big engraved heart on it. I had purple bed sheets and a violet with white polka dots and a blue blanket.
I stuck all my clothes in the closet and finished putting everything in my new dresser which was green, brown and white with a sky blue and yellow star lamp.
I put up my soccer, basket ball, puppy, art, and karate poster up(somehow I managed to fit them all on). I set my study lamp and desk. I put lots of pencils, paper, and drawing materials. I set down my teal rug on the hard wood floor and even attached glow in the dark stars to my bathroom door(so I know where it is at night)!
School starts in one week.
I don’t know if I’m ready to be the laughing stock of the school.
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