Chapter 11: Moving

Gwen walked down the sidewalk and headed back to Cleveland Ave., the birds tweeted and chirped as the sun shone down on the earth. She unlocked her house and walked in, she entered her room and got to work. She looked at her room and she pulled her drawers open and made her decision. She gazed at Angus and Vampyra her lizards, and looked at them as their as they looked at her with mismatched eyes. She got a nasty thought in her head, the very idea of bringing her lizards with her will most likely gross out the other girls primarily Bridgette and Lindsay.

"I'll take care of you guys later," promised Gwen. She looked through her drawers, one thing was obvious she needed to pack her underwear and toiletries. She packed several shirts that varied from navy blue and charcoal black. She added in her pants and skirts, she also added her leggings. She never wore just a skirt with nothing but underwear underneath because she had an accident thanks to Heather that showed her panties. The memory made Gwen shudder in disgust, she blocked out the memory by closing her eyes and exhaled from her nose. She added more clothes, a sketchbook, black colored pencils and pens. Her books and journals were placed in the front pocket of her suitcase. On her dresser was a wooden box, inside was dollars and coins. She counted out the paper bills and to her surprise it was $415! She counted out the coins and found $14.50. Gwen herself had a total $429.50, and she place in her wallet and purse. She pulled her phone away from the charger before wrapping it up in a circle and putting it in the same pocket in her suitcase as her books. She dialed for her mother, the phone rang for a few seconds before there was a voice.

"Hi sweetie," it said

"Hi mom." Gwen said, "I've called you for a big reason."

"What is it?" Her mother inquired,

"I'm thinking of moving out," Gwen said wincing a bit.

"WHAT!?" Her mother gasped, "But, But, But..."

"Before you freak out mom," groaned Gwen while pinching her nose "the place I'm gonna be is close to our neighborhood, it's in Hazelnut Street." Luckily her mom did calm down,

"I haven't heard you mention Hazelnut Drive since you were friends with Jenny Woodard. You two used to the best of friends. What happened between you two?"

"She turned into rich cow and we stopped being friends because she wouldn't shut up about how she's rich and can afford the best stuff."

"Is that the only reason?" Her mother said surprised,

"That's not the only reason," seethed Gwen, "she wouldn't shut up about the crap her father got her."

"Ah, I remember you returning home from her house extremely furious and tears running down your face," sighed her mother, "but remember this Gwendolyn," Gwen was silent and listened intently, "you can always return to this house whenever you feel like it. I won't sell out your room."

Gwen got goosebumps and her hair rose,

"Thanks mom," she said thoughtfully, "by the way, last night I remembered dad since 13 years of what happened". Her mother made several gasping noises, before retaining herself.

"There's a picture of James on my dresser," she said,

"I know," said Gwen softly, "I saw it last night, I was going to ask you if I could take it with me,"

"Of course you can! You're his daughter, aren't you?" Her mother announced loudly, "Gwen, before you go there's something I wanted to give to you on your birthday in June".

"Ok?" Gwen said, "what is it?"

"Go to my room," instructed her mother, "and open my sock drawer." Gwen walked to her mom's room and open the sock drawer. To her surprise, it was $700 in Canadian dollars. Gwen's when wider than dinner plates and her mother hung open like a cash register.

"Mom... I..." stammered Gwen, "I don't know what to say."

"Just consider it a mother's love", said her mother said softly. "Gwen, no matter wherever in the world you are." Her mother's voice started to raise up triumphantly, "Heck, even if you're in Pyongyang! You're my daughter, Gwendolyn Marissa Fahlenbock! And I'll never forget you and you'll never forget me!" Gwen was stunned but in a good way. Her mother returned to her soothing voice, "You're an adult Gwen, decisions are always difficult to make. If you feel uneasy let me know, I'll help you."

"Thanks mom," smiled Gwen.

"You're very welcome," her mother acknowledged,

"Hey Gwen!" Shouted a voice that nearly through her off guard. "Hope you're doing great!"

"Jordan!" Her mother gently scolded, "don't pop out like that!"

"Guess he's taking after me," chuckled Gwen, "nice to hear from you, bro." The voice that followed was no doubt her mother's,

"Ahem. Well Gwen," she said, "keep in touch, stay safe and don't do something that I wouldn't or something that'll get you killed." Gwen rolled her eyes at that last remark.

"Right then," Gwen said. "Thank you so much, mom. I'll make sure to contact you whenever I can."

"That's a good girl," Her mother said relived. "Bye-bye." And she hung up leaving Gwen hearing a faint beeping noise. Gwen was shocked and she took the money from the drawer.

"I'd have to be crazy actually do this," she said to herself. "But then again, I've done crazier than this". She finished up her suitcase and made doubly sure the photograph of her father was prevented from being cracked or shattered. She put her wallet in her front pocket then her phone and house keys in the other pocket to her right. After she closed the door and testing to make sure it was locked up tight, she departed for Hazelnut Drive. The wind blew gently against the leaves making some fall. As she reached Hazelnut Drive she was reminding herself by thinking, "it's the biggest one, it's the biggest one, it's the biggest one..." She looked up at the addresses, 2014...2021...2028. Then she saw it, the ultimate mansion with the numbers 2049 in golden numbers. She stepped on the wooden steps unintentionally making them squeak. "Here goes nothing," she gulped. She pounded on the door, she could hear noises from behind the door. The first one sounded giddy and energetic and yelled out,

"I'll get it! I'll get it!" There was another that Gwen knew belonged to Jasper.

"Please madam, I've got it under control!"

"Ya snooze, ya lose gramps!" The energetic voice said. The door swung wide open knocking Gwen down on her butt. When Gwen looked up and saw who it was her jaw dropped.

"Hello Gwennie!" The voice sang in a screech, Gwen couldn't say a word but inside her head she was thinking,

"Oh hell no."

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