Three months later.
CPOV
Today was moving day. All my clothes were packed and the furniture was already in the moving truck and half way across the country.
Dad had let Katie sleep over last night so I could spend as much time as i could before we had to leave. We've been spending the whole summer together, she doesn't want me to go. The day I told her she cried and almost called my dad, begging him not to make us move. After we talked a while she understood that this was a big career move for him and my brother and I had to be supportive. He had spent the last twelve years raising us and putting aside his wants. It was time for him to do what he wants.
Katie and I spent the whole night talking about the memories we had made over the years. We cried many times knowing that in just twenty four hours, I'd be on the other side of the country and won't see her for a while. When we woke up my dad had surprised us with a whole breakfast buffet. I could tell he was feeling bad about having to take his kids away from their friends. After we finished eating it was time to leave for the airport. Katie was trying not to cry but i could see the rims of her eyes starting to fill with tears.
"You call everyday okay?" her voice started to waver.
"Of course i will."
"You promise?" she said as she stuck out her pinky finger.
"Pinky Promise." She pulled me into the tightest hug. "I'll text too."
As I pulled back I saw the first tear fall from her eye.
"Aw Katie if you cry, I'll start crying and we'll both be a blubbering mess."
That made her start laughing and that turned into crying. Which made me cry.
"Hey just wait until you get your acceptance letters. You could get into Washington College and be right near me."
"Yeah You're right."
Then Dad called from the car saying it was time to leave. Carter was making out with his girlfriend and she was crying. He told he would call every day and that a long distance relationship would work.
I turned back to Katie and we hugged again. Then I got into the car. As we pulled out I waved to her and she waved back and smiled. I waved until I couldn't see her any more. I looked into the rear view mirror and saw my dad was looking at me with sorrowful eyes. I smiled and looked out the window until we got to the airport.
From there, it was all a blur until my dad was waking me up on the plane saying we had arrived to la push. As we left the airport I observed what La Push looked like. It was very cloudy and very green. We got A taxi to go to our new house since my dad hadn't had a chance to get a car. All of La Push was similar to what I first saw when we exited the airport, very cloudy and very green. It didn't take a while to get to our new house. I didn't see many people out and about while we were driving. As we pulled into our drive way i saw There wasn't a neighbor for a few miles.
We pulled up to our new house and I saw that the moving truck was already there. The house itself was very pretty and a decent size.
"How many bedrooms are there?" I asked
"Five bedrooms, Four bathrooms." my dad said with a grin.
There was definitely enough room for us.
"You guys go ahead and explore and I'll start unpacking."
Carter ran towards the house singing some song that was on the radio. I could tell even though he didn't want to move, he was excited to see something new and experience something besides our Connecticut. He was an adventurer, just like mom had been. But just like her, he never looked before he jumped. He never thought of the consequences before he took the risk.
I walked in the foyer and looked around. As i toured the house i couldn't help but think that yes, this house beautiful and yes it seemed homely, but it probably could never be home for me. No place without my mom's cooking or her decorating or even that perfume she wore could ever be right for me. Ever since she died there has been a whole in my heart and I don't think it will ever be filled ever again. I snapped out of the daydream I was having when I heard my brother tear down the stairs running to me. He was laughing. I didn't realize I had started crying until I saw his face fall when he looked at me.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" I could hear all the worry in his voice.
"Yeah I was just thinking about Katie and how I miss her." I tried to put the biggest smile on my face.
"Oh okay. I was just going to tell you I call the biggest room! You can't have it." He then stuck out his tongue and ran outside to help Dad unpack the furniture. I went upstairs to pick a room. The one i chose was the second one i saw. It was green and white and oddly enough it would match my comforter and almost matched my eyes. weird, i thought.
The rest of the night, we unpacked the furniture and rearranged everything to our liking. By the end of the day we were all exhausted and Dad decided to order a pizza. After dinner i decided to go to bed. I showered and got in bed. I rolled around for quite a while but just could't fall asleep. I decided to call Katie because I knew if i had a little taste of home I'd feel better. We talked for quite a while before she said she had to go to sleep because she had to get up early tomorrow. That night I slept better than i had in quite a while and for once, didn't relive the worst day of my life.
