I hate moving.
I hate everything about it.
The dust. The boxes. The big trucks. The hugging. The goodbyes. The empty promises of returning. The drive.
The truck stops. The flirty cashiers. The drive. The itchy hotel beds. The hotels morning breakfast. The drive.
The unknown of a new town…. Finding out the new town is a really small one. Did I say the drive?
The pink painted walls of your bedroom. The learning of a new address. The "over friendly" neighbors, when really they are just nosy. The first "sleep" you get in the new home. Oh and finally a new school…
God those are the worse.
I roll my eyes as I stare out at the pouring rain beating the sidewalk of my new school in the dreary excuse of a town named Forks. I know I sound all melodramatic, but I wasn't always this way.
You see, I used to be cheerful, peppy even. I had many friends. Did many sports and extracurricular activities.
But then my dad died and my mom met with the wrong crowd and… Well, I'm seventeen and this is the 52nd school I've been to since I was five. It's also the seventh school in a different state of this year, which just proves how much of a flight risk my mother is…..
God, I hate her.
I bit my lip as I worked up the nerve to step out of the old, rundown, beat up, piece of shit car, my mom and I shared. And truth is, I already knew I was not going to fit in this school very well.
And not because I'm a skater either.
I looked around trying to will my eyes to see differently. But nope they were right. Everyone, girls and guys, either had navy blue or red on. I wore neither. Me being well… me wore a black and white half sleeve, some blue skinny jeans and my old trusty converses, that have seen better days. Nothing better to wear, I guess. Though mom did try to force me into pink today… still wouldn't have helped my cause. I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the scrap metal.
Everyone turned to look at me as I locked the door.
God, I hate people who stare. I threw my back pack over my shoulder and trudged to the school. Not caring about getting wet. I guess that's one good thing about this town.
I don't mind the rain.
My name is Tally Erins and I hate my life.
Ok, this is my first original character story I've posted on here. Hopefully you enjoy her.