Mimi lay her head against the cold glass, staring mournfully out the window of this strange, unfamiliar place. It was so different from the sprawling, cosy suburbs of Perth, where she had lived until two days ago. This town was so different- but then, that's what her father had told her, when he had approached her two months ago. Sighing, Mimi realised how long ago that ordinary June afternoon was.
-FLASHBACK-
Mimi lay on her bed, dressed in a violet and blue eagle top, and dark blue jeans, her bare feet swinging rhythmically in beat to the loud Ashlee Simpson music that was pumping into her eardrums. A soft knock tapped on her door, yet Mimi paid no heed to it; she couldn't hear it. A louder knock sounded, Mimi ignored it. Finally, the door swung open, and her Dad, Carl, strode in. Mimi raised her eyebrows, and flashed him a grin, giving him a little wave, before pressing the 'Off' button on her Discman.
"Hey, Dad!" she greeted him, wriggling up into a sitting position, as she patted the spot next to her. "Sit," she commanded, and Carl gave a chuckle, before sitting down in the instigated spot.
"Mimi," he started, his grey eyes serious. "I need to tell you something."
"Mmm?" Mimi replied, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Yeah, what?" She knew her Dad meant business.
He began to fiddle with the lime green duvet spread across her bed, tracing the hot pink polka dots with his index finger uneasily. "Well, Mimi- we're moving."
Mimi blinked. This was her Dad's news? "Uhhâ okay." She said, a little puzzled. They had moved around a bit since she was born, but it wasn't a big thing. But Carl gave a nervous laugh, shaking his head.
"Um, no Mimi, it's more than that- we're moving overseas."
"WHAT!?" Mimi shot up, her green eyes wide. "Dad- no! Why!?" She began to pace up and down wildly, flicking her earth brown hair out of her eyes. Then she paused, regaining consciousness of her breathing, which had rapidly increased. "Where?" she asked subtly, trying to hide the evident interest in her voice.
"Well, I'm moving there for work," Carl answered, stalling for time. Mimi nodded, her Dad was a journalist. Then her eyes lit up.
"We're moving to Canada, aren't we?" Mimi had a few friends that lived in Canada. Maybe she could go to school with them! Then, moving might not be so bad. But as Carl shook his head, Mimi dropped her shoulders, impatience clear in her eyes.
Carl got the message. "We're moving to California." He said hurriedly. Mimi dropped onto her bed.
"Oh."
"The Orange County, to be exact."
"Oh."
Carl got to his feet, avoiding his teenagers eyes.
"I'll leave you now."
"Okay."
"If you need to talk" he trailed off, concern framing his voice.
"Yep."
Mimi waited until her Dad had quietly let himself out, before burying her face in the electric blue pillow that rested on her bed, and sobbing. What would she do without her friends?
-END OF FLASHBACK-
Mimi gave another little sigh, and this time her Mum, Sara, heard. Turning her head, she gave her daughter a warm smile, before giving a little gasp as Carl turned the steering wheel sharply, and the car rolled into the driveway.
As all three got out of the car, Mimi observed her new house. It looked okay. Flicking her head to the house next door, a face poked through the curtains, and Mimi grinned slightly. Obviously, people were as curious in Newport, as they were back home. Realising that someone had spotted him, the boy blushed, and turned away, his dark curly hair bouncing slightly.
Carl wiped his hands on his jeans, and turned to smile at Mimi and Sara. "Well," he said. "Home sweet home!"
Yeah, right! Mimi thought.
Well, there's the first chapter! And, if you were noticing, yes, the face at the window WAS Seth ;) Please Review! I'll try to update regularly!
