A/N Sorry I made the mistake of accidently putting 'Courtney' instead of 'Christina' in the last chapter, don't hate me xP
Revelations2.0
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the characters that I made up and the plot.
Chapter 2
"Ugh, are we almost there yet?" I ask the most asked question on a road trip, ever.
"Yup, Chris we're almost there" I can almost feel the sarcasm dripping from his voice.
I just sigh miserably and look out the window mentally cursing Savanna and her two senses.
After all we spent a night in that crappy cheap Mexican hotel may I need to remind you the one my step-mother recommended us to go to, that was probably were she use to meet her hook-ups before she meet dad and got knocked up. Hell, almost everyone spoke Spanish, which isn't my most favorable language only because the people who I'm around-mostly at school in Texas-seem like they're always talking about something too important for us English speakers to listen in to they make sure to talk in gibberish. I was even forced to take Spanish in Middle School unfortunately, that didn't help one bit.
Right now I think we're border lining over Colorado into Utah, a cold harsh wind blows in my face, stinging my eyes confirming that fact. Why is it always so cold here? I think that question is just like asking why is the sky blue, to think that I'm going to be living in the cold for some months even it being Summer, doesn't even have an effect on the weather for the most part. In Texas it was scorching when we left, it almost went over 102 which, isn't surprising much at all, in the winter it just makes it over 53 and even then I feel like I'm in Alaska.
My dad tells me to roll up the window and says that I'm letting all the warm air out, so I quickly mash the button on the passenger seat door that makes the window zoom up to close. I start tapping my fingers on the dash then I start to hum a song, 'When I was your man' to be exact. Then, I find myself singing out loud like I somehow do we I get lost in a song, my dad clears his throat which makes me stop immediately. I blush and try not to look in my dad's direction but instead focus on the scenery around us. Which is pretty much nothing to look at, just a flat expanse of land that seemingly goes on and on, I wonder why dad chose this route probably something to do about solitude.
"So…" my dad starts "I hear Salt Lake City is pretty cool, wanna go and check it out?"
"Sure"
I never head of Salt Lake City before, it sound interesting though. I wonder what kind of lakes they have down there, or is that just a stereotype and they have no lakes at all? That would be pretty weird; naming a city after something you don't even have in the said city. That'd be a shame.
It takes us about 30 minutes from where we currently are, Sandy, to get to Salt Lake City; once we arrive we just drive around aimlessly looking at the beauty of the place. Then we stop when we come to one of those park forest areas it kind of reminds me of La Push's forests except you don't smell the salty sea smell in the air. I turn in my seat to look at my dad.
"Where are we?"
He looks at the GPS "Seems to be Memory Grove Park"
"Can we go out?"
My dad nods and then turns off the engine taking out his key then opening the door. I quickly get out of the car to take in my surroundings. I hear my dad whistle from my right but I can't help but just to keep focus on the sigh before me.
Beautiful. It doesn't have that much lush as La Push's forest but still its breath taking which I think all forests are and s for my dad, he probably just hasn't explored more than the Forks National Airport every time he drops me off. He never has actually been in La Push, only meeting my mother in a club at Port Angeles for a one night stand then not even coming back to my mom when she tells him she's pregnant. I'm not the one to hold grudges, so I let it go.
I see houses not far from where we are and wonder what it's like to have this practically in your backyard. I hear the steady flow of the stream just a few miles into the thinning trees, the chirp of the birds as they call to one another and the occasional wind rustling through the trees. An idea pops into my head which makes me hastily take out my phone, I see dad out of the corner of my eye quirk a brow.
"I want to show Sev, the twins, and everyone back at La Push"
He nods and I lift up my phone once I got it on Snapshot, then proceed to take several pictures at different angles with me zooming in and out. Once I got my fill of picture taking, I slip my phone in the back pocket of my shorts and lean against the car crossing my arms over my chest. My eyes suddenly feel heavy and I find myself nodding off, I must be tired I think, and let out a yawn.
"You seem tired, why don't we drive around and look for a place to crash?" My dad says his voice full of concern.
"That'd be nice" I mumble with my eyes closed.
Then whatever happens next goes by in a blur. I remember my dad helping me into the car trying to find yet another hotel and thinking it better not be the cheap kind again and one mentioned by her. Luckily it wasn't and by the time we got to our rooms I didn't even change in to my PJ's before flopping down on the bed and falling into a dreamless sleep.
A/N Urgh! I apologize if it's a little short, its 10:30 right now and I'm super sleepy! Rights go to Bruno Mars for the song, 'When I was your man' and Google Earth for helping me find Salt Lake City and Memory Grove!