Chapter 2

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Okay, listening to your own heartbeat sucks. We have been driving for lord knows how long and I am so bored! I swear I'm gonna go all Goofy Movie and start singing to all the noises on the road. I have already listened to music, slept, ate my food, and listened to my own heartbeat. This girl is out of things to do.

"Mom, how much longer? I swear my own ass has fallin asleep!" I moved around trying to get the blood flowing back in my butt. Who knew your butt could fall asleep?

"We're almost there, just another hour or so. It won't be that long." Won't be that long! She said we were an hour away three hours ago! Oh my God I swear if we aren't close my mom is gonna be known as the woman who put her daughter in a mental institution due to craziness brought on by boredom and a numb butt!

Okay, just calm down Kat. Let's think of something nice.

I am near a waterfall. The water is crystal clear. I can hear the wind whistle through the trees. I can smell the crispness of the water. I hear the sounds of animals in the forest. I can…UGH! This is not helping. 'Sigh'

"Hunny, we're here."

What? I sat up straight and looked out my window. Wow, who knew time could go by so fast when you're complaining to yourself?

"What do you think?" I looked at my mom and back out the window…all I saw was green. Hey! I saw another color! …never mind…false alarm.

"Mom this place is green." Man, I have a thing for pointing out the obvious don't I?

"Yes hunny, I can see that." Did she just use sarcasm at me? "But please try to behave; there are going to be people coming over in a while to make sure we are settling in alright. So try to be polite." People?

"Wait, what people?" They want to know if we are settling in alright when we haven't even settled in? Well that makes sense.

"Oh, just some people." She replied. Well that wasn't vague at all.

"Fine, but if they turn out to be some homicidal murderers on Americas Most Wanted, don't come crying to me!" Now I know that may have been a little overdramatic, but it could happen. I've seen those crime shows.

She turned to stare at me quizzically; I just looked at her in a 'you birthed me' stare and she just shook her head and continued to drive. As we finally turned in a driveway, my mother preceded to turn to me and say, "Well anyways, let's go my home slice." Now I'm not a master of slang for back in the day, but I'm pretty sure that saying was not popular, even back then.

"Mom please! Don't say that ever again!"

"Fine, fine. You don't have to get in my grill!" Dear God, kill me now.

I got out of the car, scarred for life might I add, and walked up the sidewalk to what looked like a little white country house with yellow window sills and a tan roof. It had a very homey feel to it; I kind of liked it.

I walked up to the porch, waiting for my mom to unlock the door. Once she did I finally got a good look of the inside. I walked into a small living room with hardwood floors that had a quaint looking kitchen connected to it. Then there was a hallway that led to two bedrooms and a bathroom. Surprisingly, it was kind of nice; besides the fact that paint was chipping and the place reeked of wet dog.

"Mom, I'm goin' to pick my room."

"Ok dear, but when you're done I need help unpacking boxes."

I nodded and proceeded to make my way down the hall and chose the first door on the right. It was a little room with white walls and hardwood floors. There was even a little closet in the corner. It wasn't too big or too small, it was perfect. It was even right across from the bathroom! Bazinga!

I was just heading back where I heard my mom rifling through boxes when there was a knock at the door. I walked toward it hesitantly; I told my mom there was a murderer on the loose; and opened the door. Why I opened the door when I thought it was killer, I will never know. As the door was fully open I locked gazes with a pair of the most gorgeous brown eyes; I was hooked. For some reason, I was unable to pull away. He looked right into my eyes and his whole body froze and tensed up. I saw many emotions pass through his eyes, some I couldn't place, but the one look I was struck by the most was love.

That wasn't possible! This place gets weirder and weirder.