I watched the raindrops slowly slide down my passenger window. I sighed, and then wondered, will the weather always be like this? I waited patiently, while my Uncle Tom drove away from the airport. "So," he began. "How was your flight?"

"In word, boring." I answered glumly.

"That bad, huh? Oh well, once you get home, you'll rest up and relax."

I turned to look at him. "Thank you. I mean, you didn't have to do this for me. I could have gone to Granddad Mark's or someone…" My voice trailed off, embarrassed. Tom sighed, then patted my knee gently.

"Don't worry about it." His voice grew quiet then.

I turned my attention back to the rain. I was moving from moderately sunny Jersey to down-in-the-dumps Seathwaite. It always rained here. Everything seemed to be covered in green; the tree trunks, the ground, even some of the buildings. A sign said we were 5 miles from Seathwaite. The real reason I was moving, was because my Aunt Millie had had a nervous breakdown. She had been my previous guardian. As for my parents, well… they were dead.

A lump formed in my throat every time I thought about them. Quickly, I pushed them out of my mind. If I kept thinking about them, I'd start crying.

The rest of the trip was spent in silence. I did sneeze once, and Tom laughed and told me I'd soon get used to the weather. I laughed too, and smiled warmly at him. Tom turned a sharp corner and we started to drive uphill. "I should warn you," Tom said. "Claire is very excited to see you. She'll pounce if she gets the chance." He laughed.

"I think I can handle it" Claire was Tom's wife, my Aunt. We'd never spoken more than a few sentences, but I did like her. I just had to adjust.

"And, you have a car!" Tom announced suddenly.

"I- I have a what?" I was stunned.

"A car, yep. We got it for you a few days ago, actually. You need to get to school somehow."

"A car, thank you! Oooh, what's it like?"

"It drives like a beauty. It's a BMW 5 series, got it very cheap off a guy in Leeds"

Tom pulled up outside a familiar house. I used to spend my summers with Claire and Tom until I turned 10. The outside looked exactly the same. Windows, doors and a huge elm tree in the front. I could spy Claire in a window, before she rushed through the front door.

"Kelsa, Kelsa!" Clair shouted. Tom and I got out of the car, and as he predicted, she pounced. Claire wrapped her arms around me, squeezing tightly. "I missed you so much!"

This was different. Tom had only given me an awkward one-armed hug. Claire was a different story. "Hey, Aunt Claire. I missed you too." And I really meant it.

I spotted my new car in front of the elm tree. I started walking towards it, but Tom steered me in the wrong direction. "Oh no you don't. Unpack, relax, and eat. Then worry about the car. Don't look at me like that. If it makes you feel better, here are the keys." He handed me a single key, with a voodoo doll keychain. "Thanks." I smiled up at him.

I took my luggage from the car, and entered to house. I walked upstairs and waited for Tom to join me. He opened a door and let me enter first. "This is your room. You can pack your stuff in the dresser here-" He pointed to a wooden dresser in the corner of the room."-and here's your bed and stuff…" I laughed, and told him I'd be fine.

Tom walked out of my room. I put my clothes in the dresser, the shoes and coats in the wardrobe and my laptop on the desk. The walls of the room were purple and green. The ceiling was blue. I took posters out of my other suitcase, and hung them in random places about the room. They were of my favorite bands, movies and actors/actresses. When I finished the place looked really homey. I went into the bathroom and started to brush my hair. It was light brown and was very tangled right now. After looking in my reflection, I decided to wash my face also. My eyes were really dull, usually a very bright blue, they looked bored and lifeless. I sighed and went downstairs.

My car key was in my pocket. I felt I could sneak past Tom and just sit in there. I opened the front door and quickly ran outside. The rain had stopped, and left a mist that hung around like a web. I took the keys and went forward to unlock the door. Then I sat in the drivers' seat. This felt great. Tomorrow, I'd be driving to school.

That last thought sent shivers down my back, but I told myself it was the mist. I put my hands on the steering wheel, and sighed. I wanted to turn it on, but Claire started calling for me, and I knew it was time to eat.