i dont own any of the charaters that are from the book secrete circle, but the other i do!!!

"But WHY!?" I yell at my dad.

"Just listen to me for a minute!" He yelled back when I start to walk way but I didn't want to hear any more. I already knew it was final and there was nothing I could do about it. He's been planning this for a long time. He even had a house built at the place we were moving to. Where you may ask. I don't know because he wont tell me so it wont ruin the 'magic of mystery' as he puts it. Big whoop! I mean come on I know its were he grew up at but he's never been the one to take about his past.

I got to my room and locked the door before jumping on my bed. "Emery! Will you just hear me out. Please?" Came his muffled voice. Wow I thought. He hasn't hit the door yet. Well kudos to him for finally learning self control! My father isn't very good at keeping his anger in check. He's never hit me but he can get pretty scary.

Sighing I got up and went to the door so not to piss him off more then he probably is already. When I open the door he had his fist raised as to hit it. Crap! Shouldn't of walked off. So before he could start yelling I cut him off. "Its ok. I'm just going to have to get over it. I've realized this. I'm just pissed that you wont tell me where it is that were going to go."

He looked taken bake. Well I guess it was because I've never rethought thing and this quick too.

"Well ok then." he started to walk away then paused. "thank you" he said with a small smile. There's the old dad that I missed so much. See he didn't always have such a bad temper. It all started when mom and twin sister left us for a different life that they always wanted. You know the lifestyle where you get the big house loads off money and no spending limit. Yeah what can I say, they're gold diggers. My mom took Krystal with her because she claimed that I would like it better with my father. So now im stuck with a man I barely know anymore and they get to live it up with the rich people.

I had a week to spend with my friend before I left so I made the most of it. We spent most of out time hanging out at mall during the day acting stupid and getting me a new wardrobe so I could kick off my new life in style. But during the nights you could find us at the park being loud and getting drunk.

I started to regret having partied all night before and my punishment was in the form of a massive hangover! Dad thought it was a fitting punishment so I didn't get yelled at. The flight to where ever was like a ride from hell. I felt sick and my head wouldn't stop throbbing. But good thing I was asleep for most of the way.

When we finally got off the plane we got our thing and started on our merry little way. After the second hour past I asked dad if we were lost.

"No, were on the right track."

"Humph."

"Come on. don't act all down please. I really want to make this work!"

The look on his face look so fragile that I didn't want to brake it. "Ok, I'll try but that's all I'm promising!" I warned.

After a few minutes ticked and we pasted a welcome sight and it red something I never expected it to say.

"well were here." he said a little shyly.

"New Salem! What the hell dad!" I exclaimed

"You said you would try!"

"This is where you grew up at?"

" yes. You'll like it here I promise!" he said desperately.

I just sat there Ii stunned silence. What was I supposed to say? Woo I get to live here, I'm so excited!? I think not. This was the last place I ever thought we would be moving to. As we drove through town I found out it wasn't as rustic as I feared. Man what a relief! When we drove straight through I started to worry again.

"I thought you said we were here and if you didn't know we just left civilization!"

"We are just be patient."

And I waited. All the way to the end of the of a freak'n big hill! There weren't many house on the hill. When we finally made it to the top I counted 13. Wow what an unlucky number.

"What do you think?" I looked up at the two story house. It look almost like the other 12 house we passed.

"Please tell me this isn't going to turn out like house on haunted hill!" I joked. I guess he didn't get the humor in it because it looked like he was getting mad again. "Yeah, its nice." I said in a small voice.

I spent most of the day unpacking my thing and exploring the house. I wondered why we had to have suck a huge house for just the two of us. From the looks of it, he was just trying to keep up with the others on this road. But im not going to complain about it because I got the biggest room in this whole house! Sweet or what. The only downside to this place was the creeping feeling that something was wrong. I cant place it or why I feel like this. I just do. But I know better then to tell dad about my feelings. He never believes me when I do, so I figured what's the point. He probably would tell me that I would have to deal with it. So I tried to blow off the feeling of dread.

After I was finished fixing up my room I took time to check out my handy work. I do believe I did do good on this one. I always hated it how dad always had to have every thing in order and a proper place to go. So this was a way to rebel and a sure fire way to keep him out of my room. He liked keep the house looking like the stepfords wives come back for revenge. But my room looked like a tornado ran through it. I had band posters and other big pictures I collected over the times placed every which way on the wall to cover up the powder blue the walls were painted in. most of my door was covered in the pictures of me and all my friends goofing off. But my favorite ones were place on my dresser mirror. Like the one where we all climbed this tall tree and I almost fall out. Its pretty cool cuz I looked so peaceful when I started to fall.

I sighed again and lit up a cigarette. Yeah I know, smoking's bad for you but I don't care. It helps with the stress. Even though I'm seventeen and not old enough to, my dad never said I couldn't. the most he's ever said on the subject was that he didn't like that I was doing it but it was better then most of the things he did as a kid.

Speak of the devil and he shall raise! Dad knock on my door at that moment.

"yeah"

"Your bike is here."

When I hear this I shot out of the door and almost ran into his chest. "Sorry!" I said and ran past him ad down the stairs. When I finally made it out the front door the guy already had it sitting off the truck. Ohh how I missed that thing! It was like my baby. My motorcycle meant everything to me. After the guys got all the papers signed they left. "You even have your own parking place in the gauge." He told me. "thanks" I told him. I got tired to having to put a cover on it every day.

I looked down at the road and noticed two people sitting on the porch at number 12. A guy and a girl. The guy had hair the color of red wine and the girls hair was a pretty brown color. But other than that I couldn't tell any other features.

I got a weird feeling again so I turn and put my bike in the gauge. What is up with this place I wondered. I never had feelings this close together at a time.

Later that day me and dad sat down to eat. We were having spaghetti since it was my turn to cook.

"I got a new job here." he said to brake the silence.

" Oh, where?" I asked trying to be polite.

"At a law firm."

"Sweet." Was all I could say because I knew that he would never be home and I was stuck here in a house that creeped me out all by itself. Yeah fun fun. NOT! More silence passed.

"You get to start school tomorrow."

My head shot up at that. "What?! Why so soon?"

"Emery don't be like that."

"But.." then he cut me off.

" Don't start!" his voice got louder.

After that dinner was one of the quietest we ever had. I pushed way my half eaten plate and got up. "I'm going outside." I called over my shoulder. He never answered back. What ever, I thought.