"Dani wake up! Your late for school!" Jonathan screamed at me from the bottom steps.
I jump out of bed grab my skinny jeans and a band t shirt I didn't even bother checking to see what band. I get dressed run downstairs and jump in the car with Jonathan.
"Took you long enough."
"It's not my fault! It's just since dads been gone I never get up anymore."
I guess before I go any further I'll introduce myself. I'm Danielle Cook and I'm your average 18 year old or not so average I should say and I live in North Brunswick, New Jersey. Jonathan Cook is my older brother and as long as I can remember I was the shy one who never gave herself enough credit. I mean when my mom died it all went down hill. My dad was a druggie and he was currently in the hospital. I was stuck at home with my brother Jonathan. Hes the biggest dork I know but hes the best older brother. He was the only one who didn't leave me when my mom died. All my friends left me on that day...
Jonathan and I get calls from the hospital saying our dad had just died. We were alone now. No parents at all. Jonathan came to my college to pick me up but I wanted to walk to the hospital. Well we both walked out of the college and walked to the hospital. I kept stopping and laying on the ground crying. At times, Jonathan had to pick me up and carry me. We finally got to the hospital. Jonathan made us take the elevator because he couldn't carry me upstairs. We walked towards our dad's 'room'. When we walked in for the first time in both our lives we saw our dad look peaceful. I started to tear up and ran out of the room. I pushed the button for the elevator and it was there in 10 seconds. I threw myself into the empty elevator crying my eyes out. The door was almost shut then Jonathan puts his hand in its way and holds me on the way down.
I was making drastic decisions and I had just dropped out of college. Jonathan was moving to Texas with his band and he was dragging me along with him. I grew up in North Brunswick. I loved it there. All my friends. Well the two true friends I had, Maria and Paul Skinny, they are and always will be the best and now I have to leave them all. The only thing that was holding Jonathan back from moving was me and now that I'm out of college we are moving. The day we moved, was the day Maria died not literally but on the inside. She was crushed.
"You can't leave! You're like the sister I always wanted."
"I have to leave I'm sorry Maria. You can always come and visit me and I'm still going to Bamboozle next year."
"Okay I'll miss you til then."
"Don't worry I'll be back as soon as I get enough money to come back."
Maria and Paul gave me the biggest hug goodbye and Jonathan and I drove off to go to dumb ass Texas.