I sighed as I watched my parents drive off- in different cars of course. The two of them could barely stand to be in the same courtroom, so it's safe to say that you wouldn't catch them in the same car.
None of my family asked for this. No one wanted my parents to get a divorce. But they just didn't... they didn't click anymore. For the past five months, any little thing set them off. I ended up taking over a lot of parental duties so my little sister wouldn't get the brunt of their anger. Poor little Tracy, she was just at the age where she could understand what was going on and hate it.

"Sis, we gotta go in." Tracy tugged on my sleeve, snapping me out of my fog of thought. I smiled down at her, our green eyes perfect mirrors of each other. She sported our natural hair color, a cheasnut brown. Mine was a bit more auburn, from our dad, but now it's a deep sea green color from numerous bottles of dye. I grabbed her pale hand in my own and went with her into our new place of residence. I really didn't want to call this place our home, I didn't want to get Tracy's hopes up since I don't really know how long we'll be living with Auntie Agatha.

"Girls, let me show you around!" Auntie was wearing a fairy costume; something we've seen her in so many times that it's normal. "I only have a little time before I have to go to work, so let's get this show on the road!" We were shown around the first floor first, where the living room, kitchen, bathroom and laundry room were. Then we were shown the upstairs, where there were three bedrooms. The flooring in the house was either cherry wood, dark blue carpet, or glazed porcelain tile, while the walls were all vanilla colored.

Tracy's room was nice, with birch furniture, lavender walls and eggshell carpet. My room was a bit bigger, with walnut being the wood used, the walls a reservoir blue color and the carpet a dark grey. I had my own, small, bathroom, which had cracked porcelain white tiling and marston red walls.

"I'll let you guys start moving in your stuff, but I have to get to work sweeties!" With that, Auntie left with a flourish. Tracy grinned and jumped on her bed, which was a full bed. I let her do her thing as I went into my room. This was really more than we've had in a while. Were we lived before was small, an apartment made for two people at most. Tracy and I had shared a room, having a small bunkbed, and shared a closet and dresser. The house had one bathroom, while this one has three and a half. A communial one upstairs, my own, Auntie's, and the half bath downstairs. The kitchen here was spacious, room enough for three to move around comfortably, and the living room had a large, white, sectional old living room had a loveseat and a recliner, and our old kitchen had room for one.

And as I looked around my room, I saw how much Auntie spent on us. Our rooms used to be guest bedrooms, both painted and furnished the same with eggshell walls and peach carpet. She did a complete makeover for us. My room had a queen sized bed with storage underneath pushed in a corner, a wardrobe and dresser, a desk with a plush chair under a window, a large book shelf, and a small area that seemed to be for socializing. It had a rug the disinguished the area as it's own, a beanbag love seat, two small bean bags, a coffee table and a small media center with a 40 odd inch tv on it. Not to mention, to the right of the tv, in the corner, was a minifridge, microwave on a storage drawer, and a electric water heater on said fridge. A small whiteboard was attached to the outside of my door with a marker hanging from it, and it read in Auntie's girly script "You're turning 18 this year, you deserve your own space! ~Auntie."

"I wonder how much debt she's in because of us.." I muttered to myself as I started unpacking all of my things. I didn't bring much, just two trashbags full of clothes and three cardboard boxes worth of stuff. One of those boxes, the largest one, was just full of books. One was shoes, and the last box was anything else I thought to bring. After thoroughly unpacking, I let myself look in the minifridge and saw that it was stocked with bottle water, canned lemonade, dried pineapple and a few bags of mixed nuts and berries. After grabbing a water and my laptop, I settled down on my bed. The fridge at least explains why she had us write down what food we like. I thought as I went onto the Sweet Amoris Highschool website and clicked around

Sweet Amoris Highschool Official Website
Managed by Student Council President Nathenial Marks and Student Council Member Melody Rivers

Classes
Alumni
Enrollment
Clubs
Events

The website was very clean cut and well, to say the least, boring. Do these two not know how to use a computer? I mused to myself as I looked through the classes. I had the weekend to enroll and sign up for the classes I want. I had to get a total of six credits, so I started jotting down possible schedules. Since Sweet Amoris went by a block schedule, that meant if I sign up for the minimum of six credits, so six classes, I'd have two free periods. A few hours passed and I had three solid schedule options. I let myself take a break and go downstairs to fix some lunch for Tracey and I.

After that, the day went by quite quickly. I enrolled into the school and gave them my preferred classes and electives, and also classes that would work if I could not get my first choice. I received an instant message from the Highschool's chat site that I downloaded.

-StudentCouncilPres: Hello Ms. Faelynn Sucre, your enrolled information has been received. Your class schedule shall be emailed to you by Sunday. Please remember to bring a Photo ID to school on Monday, as you have already paid the enrolled fee of 25$. You can meet me, Nathenial, in the Student Council room first thing in the morning. Have a nice evening.

-SeafoamFae: Sure thing.

The rest of the weekend went by quickly. I helped get Tracy enrolled into her middle school, then on Sunday I planed to go out and got a few errands done.

"Pleeeeease can I come with you sis?" Tracy was jumping in her seat as she ate her breakfast, a bowl of scrambled eggs with ham. I sighed as I ran a hand through my dirty hair, my other expertly flipping my breakfast that I was making in the pan. I plated my food and half mindedly poured Tracy another glass of milk.
"If I bring you, you need to ask Auntie for your school supply money and we'll get that done." Tracy smiled wide, egg stuck in her teeth, then started to wolf down her breakfast so she could run upstairs and ask. I laughed and ate my scrambled eggs with green, red, and yellow peppers mixed in. She was done by the time I was about a third of the way through. She chugged her milk and slammed down the glass.
"May I be burp excused?" I raised my eyebrows at her while I slowly drank my vegetable V8. I waved her off with my hand and snorted at the squee of excitement she let out when she came back downstairs with a wad of money in her hands.
"Alright, alright," I finished up in the kitchen while Tracy waved the money at me. "You go put that in my wallet and we'll go after I get ready, okay? And grab a hoodie and wear sneakers!"
"Okay sis!"

It wasn't extremely busy at the mall, then again it was only ten in the morning. I ended up piggybacking Tracy around, since she's so short that I'd end up losing her very quickly otherwise.
"Pencils?"
"Check!"
"Led for said pencils?" Tracy reached over my shoulder for the .7mm led pack and tossed it into the small basket I was pushing.
"Check!" She said happily. We spent about half an hour like this, then finally checked out with a large shopping bag filled to the bring with supplies. Luckily, even though it was nearly the end of the first trimester of many schools, the items were still on sale, so we ended up only spending about 50$ for 70$ worth of supplies. That made me happy that Auntie gave us 100$ even, so we could "buy ourselves something nice".

We roamed around a while, I ended up buying a few headbands that Tracy wanted me to wear and a new package of ponytail holders and bobbypins, while Tracy ended up spending a bit over her half of the money on a new pair of maryjane shoes.
"You're lucky I already have a job here kiddo." I teased as she hugged the shoes to her chest. I was going to be working as an assistant at a clothing shop in town after school during the second half of the week. The pay was good, starting at 9 bucks an hour, and the hours were decent with four hours on a school day and six to eight on a weekend day. Anyways, I led Tracy over to a Starbucks in the food court and ordered something to tide us over till lunch. A devils food doughnut and steamed milk for Trace, while I grabbed a petite vanilla scone which ended up being gone in two bites and a Green Tea Creme frapp. Considering that we dropped about 20 bucks on our snack, we decided to walk around and explore a bit.

"Sis, look!" Tracy pointed at a pet store. Oh hell no. Auntie would probably freak if we came home with a pet!
"How bout we go in, pet them, then head home, okay? It's almost lunch anyways." And of course, Tracey went straight to the dogs that were as tall as her. Jesus christ she's gunna give me a heart attack.
"Pfft, cat lover." A red headed boy muttered under his breath. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"What's it too ya?" He just snorted and went on to pay for the dog food in his hand. "Jerk." I turned to Tracy and saw her trying to ride a German Shepard. "Alright time to go home!"