New Neighbors
Disclaimer: I do not own any aspect of Twilight (characters, settings, plot) These belong to Stephenie Meyer
I stared at the strawberry soup in my waffle cone. The once cold summer treat had been melted in the hot Phoenix heat and was now traveling, at a fast pace, down my arm. I licked it back and let the sweetness of the ice cream tingle on my tongue. I squinted at my neighborhood and saw the heat waves rising off the street. There was some talk of new neighbors, at least that's what I over heard from the gossiping of the neighborhood moms last Wednesday. They were having there oh-so-special 'girls lunch' and as usual I tended to avoid such gatherings which often meant having to pretend to care about a new pair of designer shoes. Ugh. But I did stay to hear about the info of the new neighbors.
Apparently the house would soon be the home of 3 teenagers, two boys one girl, ages 17,18, and 19. That was the first time the ladies of the 'girls lunch' shook there heads in disapproval. "They will be partying all night!" one fairly large member had exclaimed and the other ladies nodded in agreement each adding her own expression of disgust. The ladies gave there attention to my mother as she'd whispered, "And get this girls!" they leaned closer, "their previous homes have all been in the bad (mother raised her eyebrows) parts of cites where disappearances always happen and kids get guns at the age of 5. What if they taint our town with their wild behavior?!" All of the women let out a little gasp and I tried not to laugh. I was in fact 17 and I wasn't throwing house parties or 'tainting the town with my stupid behavior' even though I was more then capable of doing so
So what if the kids were from the bad parts of cities? Its not like they could get away with throwing a crazy party without the police coming in five seconds, with the neighborhood watch and all of that crap. And I was excited for their coming, maybe they would unleash the crazy side in me that my mother had always tried to extinguish. Maybe, and I really hoped deep down, they would try to throw a party anyway because they were so wild they didn't care if the cops came they would live in the moment. Maybe- "Amy!,Amy?!" my thoughts were interrupted by my mother "Amy where are you?"
"Here," I shouted weakly my thoughts interrupted
"Well that helps a lot doesn't it," she sounded mildly annoyed like she was in a hurry. Then she found me. "There you are!," she exclaimed out of breath earrings chiming. My mother was 5'2 had brown hair with red highlights and dark brown eyes with a tiny hint of green. Her face had laugh lines, deep laugh lines. The kind that made her seem friendly and funny, the wrinkles that made you trust a person, but with my mother that was not the case. Most of my mothers wrinkles came from her overly fake laughter and all the smiling she does in front of the camera; also fake.
"Yes mother?"
"I've been looking everywhere for you!," she left a pause for me to make an excuse but I didn't have one. She never cared about where I was yesterday so why start now?, "Anyway," she paused, "I wanted to just let you know that I'll be going out for tonight and I won't be back until late or a guess early"
"um, ok" it wasn't uncommon for my mother to run out for long periods of time leaving me to my thoughts and a full carton of Ben and Jerry's ice cream in the freezer. It was a nice way to live for person like me I much preferred having deep conversations in my head then having to listen to the mindless chatter that seemed to always be humming around the company of my mother.
"I just thought I'd let you know in case you start looking for me" I tried not to roll my eyes. I was NEVER looking for my mother her fake obnoxious peppy ness was the last thing that I looked for; it made me want to kick a plasma screen.
"Ok mom thanks for giving me the heads up, I'll be fine," I sighed
"Don't stay out to late," she added her brows furring
"I won't mom have fun," my mother smiled and kissed me on top of the head
"Bye!" she waved as she fast-walked to the slightly tinted windows of the jaguar
"Bye I raised my half heartedly
"Don't stay out too late!" she added glancing and pointing at her watch
"I won't" I then turned my attention to the pink and yellow lines that streaked the dark canvas that showed the signs of night approaching.
With a glance down to my hands that showed the presence of my ice cream was long ago consumed. I stepped through the front door locking it behind me and let the scent of wood fill my nostrils. I glanced once more at the sky and my eyes paused on the new neighbors house again; their lights were still off. I grabbed an ice pop and made my way up the stairs to my room where I sat my self on my window seat. My eyes watched the sun as it slowly set behind the new neighbors house. I counted down in my head the seconds until the sun disappeared, ...5...4...3...2...1.... The sky darkened and the moment it did the newly-moved-in neighbors lights flickered on.