I could have sworn that that night left a huge impact on my life. I'm not sure what about it made me so happy. Maybe it was seeing my best friend. Or maybe it was the boy I fell inlove with. Maybe it was the fact that I had a new home. A new life. A new everything. Either way, I was beyond the happiest person ever.
"Breana! Come on we can't wait on you forever!" My mom yelled across the backyard. I swear she had the biggest pet peeve of impatience.
"Yeah, come on. We want food!" My brother Josh yelled.
"You only turn sixteen once dear," Grandma shouted.
I couldn't help but smile at the thought of what was about to happen. No one knew what was going on. Except for my friend April and her brother, the boy I've been so inlove with. We dated a couple times, but it just didn't work out due to long distance. And my lack of positivity. Haha. On with the story.
I rolled my eyes and walked over to the picnic tables in the yard. The entire family was excited that I could finally be sixteen. Before I could say anything, my brother shot one of those straw rappers at my face. Everyone laughed at my expression. I rolled my eyes, and went on with my words.
"So I wanna thank everybody in the family for being here. I appreciate you for coming out to see me. But I have some news to break to you all."
Everyone sat there in silence, faces full of concern. I was afraid of the words about to run from my mouth. I started shaking, unsure of what everyone was going to say.
"I… uh… I'm leaving… To California. I'm leaving today." I stuttered.
"Oh no you are not young lady! You just turned sixteen. I'll be damned if you think you're going to just up and leave all of this behind!" my mom shouted.
"I have to agree with your mother," dad muttered.
"Well, it's my choice. I will be off tonight after the party!" I confirmed.
"No you won't. You're staying here!" mom argued.
"I'll leave if I want to. I get no respect here. And I'm treated like a total child! See? I'm sixteen and you guys barely even let me go to the mall on my own. I'm going to be with a friend where I can do things without getting bitched at all of the time!" I screamed.
Silence.
"Well. If that's how you feel, then maybe we don't want you here. Go on. Git." My grandma bitterly shooed me with her shaking hands.
"Fine! Then I might as well leave now," I said quietly. And without a single word, I ran inside to gather my things and head off to a fresh, new start.