Greg Sanders had grown use to his parents always having to move place to place all around the country. Since he was four or five his dad's job had been moving them all over the place every few months. It was rare for them to live in the same city more than once. It had only happen three or four times. The most time they lived in one place is a little over a year. The most they had moved in a year is five times. They usually only lived in a place for about three months, but sometimes they would stay longer and sometimes they would be there not even for a month. It sucked but it was part of life. Greg's life anyway.
Greg was now fourteen and they were on their way to live in Houston, Texas. His parents told him it was going to be a longer stay. That mean they could be here anywhere between six months and a year. If he was lucky, they would stay long than the usual amount of time and they would stay a lot longer than that. But he doubted it. When he was younger he would always hope the next town would be the town they stayed permanently, but it never happened and he gave up hope.
Since they planned to stay a while, Greg's parents decided to sign him up for a private school. Greg had always been advanced in school so he required an advanced school. Whenever they stay in a place for a while, his parents would sign him up for a more advanced school. This year he would be attending the best school around Houston.
The school year started in a little over a week and he had orientation tomorrow. This school had dorms on campus so he would be staying in one of them until the end of the school year, or whenever they moved again. Maybe when his parents moved they would let him continue attending the school. But that's only if he liked the school would he suggest that to his parents. He couldn't wait to see the school and his dorm tomorrow. Hopefully he would get to meet his roommate. Maybe he would even be able to get back into some sports.
"Come on, Greg. Get up, we got to leave in an hour," his mom yelled.
"Okay, I'll be down in a few."
"Be quick."
He got up and began to get ready. Ten minutes later he was walking down the steps showered, dressed, and ready to go.
"Go fix your hair. It's all over the place," his dad told him as soon as he got to the table.
"No Dad, it's supposed to be spiky," Greg explained.
"Whatever, you're the one who has to make an impression today, not me."
"Come on eat so we can get on the road," his mom told him pushing him to the table is and putting a plate of pancakes in front of him.
"I'm going to miss your cooking at school," Greg said in between bites.
"Well, hopefully the foods not to bad at the school, and you always have when you come home for breaks."
"Yeah, true."
After another plate of food he was finally ready to leave. "Okay, I'm ready let's go," Greg said getting up from the table and headed towards the door. Greg couldn't wait to get to the school. He was so excited to see the school and his dorm. He really hoped he got to meet his roommate. He hoped he didn't have one of those roommates that hated his guts and always tried to make his life miserable.
The car ride wasn't long but it wasn't short. The drive to the school took about forty-five minutes to get there with no traffic surprisingly. There wasn't a lot of traffic at the school either, so we got in and a spot pretty quickly.
First, there was a meeting in the auditorium, where we would get our dorm house number and room number, schedule, and roommate's first name. Then, we would be able to go see our dorms and if our roommate was here maybe meet them and then meet our teachers. That was just about it.
Once we got into the auditorium, there was a short orientation. Then they gave us our schedule and dorm and room numbers. The Sander's family began to head towards dorm house 6, room 212. Greg roommates name was Nick. When they got to the room, the names of the students in the rooms were on the doors. The down side was the put Gregory up instead of Greg, but for his roommate the put Nicholas instead of Nick.
Greg unlocked the door and looked around the room. It was a simple room. Cream colored walls with two beds on one wall. A crossed from the beds on the other wall there were two dressers with one desk in between with a computer on it. On the other wall in between the windows was another desk exactly like the other. To the left was the door the lead into the bathroom. When you first walk in, on either side of the door, are two closets. The room was very boring. Hopefully his roommate would let him spice the room up so it wasn't.
Just as he was done looking around the room, the door opened and in walked an older lady, which Greg assumed was the mother, with a teenage boy behind that looked no more than a year more the Greg. He assumed this was his roommate, Nick.
"You must be the Nick new roommate and his parents. I'm Jillian, Nick's mom," she introduced herself.
The boy she called Nick walked up to Greg stuck his hand out for Greg to shake and told him, "I'm Nick Stokes, guess we roomies now."
Greg had a feeling he wasn't going to have any problems with Nick. He took the boys hand and shook it. "I'm, Greg Sanders."