Why? Why are we moving? Why did dad's new job require us to move to a new town? I like it here, I have friends here and I have… nothing over there. I don't wanna start over and make new friends.

This kept going through my mind while we were packing up and driving to our new home. My parents told me I'd be happier living in a small town then a big bustling one. Yeah sure East Park Elementary was mostly bad kids who'd bully me and others who didn't act like real "City folk" but we didn't care, we had each other to look over each other and who says it's different at… what was it? South Park? I didn't want to do this but of course I had no choice in the matter.

We've been cooped up in our car for like two hours now and the only thing that's keeping entertained is my 3DS, which is almost dead by the way. I did feel a little better after my mom telling me we'd be there in fifteen minutes, I think my 3DS has enough li…. never mind! After my 3DS died, those fifteen minutes took forever to pass by until we finally got to the outskirts of town. My dad drove through downtown first, wanting to get a feel of how the town was like. Then we reached the residential area, where all of the houses were. They all looked the same except for the color on the outside. It took my dad five minutes to find our house because of that. Our new house was red on the outside which is my favorite color so I didn't feel quite as upset. Dad drove into the driveway and turned to car off. I stuffed my 3DS into my coat pocket and hopped out of the car to help carry things inside. The living room was decent as well as the kitchen, but I was most concerned about MY room. My mom guided me there and my mood dropped again, the walls were a boring gray-ish white color, Mom told me I could ask dad to paint it another color. After getting everything inside I wanted to nap in my bed but mom took me down to the school and got me registered there, I didn't have to stay since the day was almost over.

*Knock Knock*

"Come in!" I was lying on my bed trying to rest a little more until I let my mom in my room.

"Skye sweetie, what do you think of town?"

"It's okay… I guess" I turned over to my side so I could look at her. Mom is one of the most beautiful women I've seen. I know it's embarrassing to think that when I'm only ten years old.

"Dear why don't you go outside and make some friends?"

I was waiting for that. I'm not good at making friends, mainly because I'm always shy and I don't talk much. I don't feel like getting up and endure the harshness of winter outside but I know mom would push me into doing it anyway.

"There's a park a few blocks down the street, I'm sure you can find some new friends there."

And with that, she left not giving me a chance to reply might as well get going. I slip on my dark-red coat and black boats and head outside… wait, which direction is the park? Meh, I'll just wing it. I went left and after a few minutes of walking I saw someone around my age building a snowman until he spots me.

"Hey there!" I just stand there, not wanting to talk but I know mom would yell at me for not making any friends. "Y-You okay there?" this boy stands up and walks towards me. I finally manage to utter a hello.

"H-Hi, yeah I'm fine" Okay it was more than a simple 'Hello' shut up.

"Are you the new kid that just moved down the street?"

"Yeah, m-my name's Skye"

"Mine's Butters!" I pray to god that's just a nickname and not real name. Who names there kid Butters? Then again back at East Park there was a kid named Juanpeno Sanchez. I'm not kidding that's his name.

"Hey do you wanna help me finish my snowman?"

"Sure" This kid seems pretty nice. I guess I was wrong about thinking everyone's the same from East Park.

Butters only needed to put the head on, so we rolled up a small snowball and plopped it on the body. Butters dug out a small baggie with a carrot and some buttons in it. He let me put those on the snowman while he went to look for sticks we could as arms. Can't have snowmen without arms can you?

"Well gee whiz Skye. It's getting pretty late. You should head home."

I didn't even notice what time it is. I guess building snowmen makes time go by faster. I had fun with Butters. This is something I couldn't do back in East Park with all the gangsters that hangout.

"I guess it is. See you at school tomorrow?"

"I-I can't go back to school on the count that I set the gym on fire."

I walk back home wondering what's for din… wait, what?

As I walk through the front door I was greeted with the smell of Hamburgers and Mac & Cheese, I guess mom's too tired to make anything else today.

"Hey champ" My dad spent the entire day getting to know his new job here. My dad's a very nice person. I never see him be angry or rude and he's strong too. I feel safe when he's around although he has been overprotecting me, worried I might die or something.

"Hey sweetie. Did you make any new friends?" I hate how pushy my mom can be but I know how worried she is about me. Huh, I've never noticed how protective my parents are until now… I wonder.

"Skye, your mom asked you a question."

"Huh? Oh sorry, yeah I met someone called Butters."

"Interesting name, what's he like?" I was gonna answer but my stomach started growling like a lion. Mom took that as a clue to tell me and dad dinner's ready. Mom's a great cook even if it's just Hamburgers and Mac & Cheese.

After I finished and put my plate in the sink I went upstairs to my room and played on my Xbox. Shoot I forgot to ask Butters if he had an Xbox Live account. I played for like an hour then mom came in and told me it was bed time. I turned my Xbox off and took out a pair black pajamas with yellow outlines of stars on them and slipped them on then crawling into bed with mom tucking me in and wishing me "Good Night"

This is the rewritten version of the story, I took the original down. Please send reviews. ~Zhoaer