A/N: New story.. reviews and comments please, I started it sometime last month and Im thinking of making it a full length story now..first chapters short..
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"Good Morning Honey.."Ignoring the cheery voice of my mom, I slipped to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water. This would be my official first day on this, I looked out on the window, uhm.. So bright and hot Illinois. "How do you like the place honey?" Mom went in trying to balance two large boxes on her frail arms, Moms overly enthusiastic about moving here and I can't say anything to dampen her mood, My mom Renee is a college dropout because of early pregnancy, since I was little she would always try to make ends meet by working three jobs at the same time and this house would be her second lifetime investment, next to her old pick up. My dad never had the inclination to help us out. I washed my glass and put it on the cupboard.
"Yah mom, the house cool." well that's the complete opposite of everything im feeling for this but yelling that I want to go back to Iowa isnt the best idea I could muster. I miss my friends and everything there but hurting moms feeling is a no-no. shes so goddamn sensitive.
"The houses really have personality right? I mean, look… the house is really bright and open, so cute.. All we need to do is paint but we would get there soon."
"Uhm-- yah.." I started to make my way out of the door; I still have to go to school, when I remembered something "How are we paying the mortgage if both of us don't have a job?"
"Im looking already, we have savings that more or less can last a month or two.." her face shifted from excitement to doubt, that's a bad omen right?, I don't know what to say anymore so I left her. Im going to need a job,badly.
I just walked and walked around the school grounds with my papers stuck in front of my nose, my sweat feels so heavy and thick, where's the goddamn building 4 again? I took off my coat and started walking again to an open area, looks like a sports field, some students are playing soccer. Varsity guys isn't my type, they are too bulgy and sweaty. I pout when an asshole of a guy wave to my direction. This going to be my school, probably for the next two years if we would find a job soon to pay for the house, I picked out my bottle of water and drank half of it. The schools pretty big and neat. North Illinois is a pretty small town and on a town like this, everyone knows everyone.
"Hey!..." I didn't saw the ball coming to my direction, it just suddenly hit me on the head and my balance falter, I forgot to say I can't walk a straight line. I looked around and just what I needed on my first day of school, attention. Everyone's looking at my direction. "Sorry about that.." Some British accent guy approached me, he looks like a varsity player and I hate him. I nodded and ran straight to the school building..
