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Chapter 2

Mrs. Parker-Nichols woke the boys up early the next morning, just as she had promised she would do so the night before.

"I want everyone to hurry up and get changed, that way we can be off and on our way! We'll stop to get breakfast on the way," and with that she left the boys' room to go wake up Megan.

"This sucks," Drake moaned as he buried his face into his pillow as it was before.

"I know. But you have to get up. Aren't you justa little bit excited?" Josh asked.

Drake sat up. "No! How can you be excited when we are moving away?"

"Well, we get a new start, at a new school, with new people, and new girls," Josh told him.

"Well, I do like the fact with new girls, but the rest of it sucks!"

Josh got up and grabbed his change of clothes and headed for the bathroom. Drake knew that he had to get a move on, so he stumbled out of bed and grabbed his change of clothes as well. He slipped into a pair of jeans and a brown t-shirt with a black & white guitar on the front. He brushed his hair and headed towards the bathroom to brush his teeth once Josh returned.

"Is everyone ready? Make sure you have everything," said their father, Walter.

Everyone nodded and they took one last look at their house and loaded into the car with all their belongings. All the three kids were sitting smushed together in the back of the family car, remembering all the good times they had at the short time they had been living in that house, the first time they were together as a family. They were all upset about leaving, but Drake had a deeper hidden problem than the rest.

Drake wasn't the type to get all emotional over the whole shebang, so instead he kept his feelings in. Deep down inside, he was afraid. He was afraid that he wasn't going to be able to make any new friends and that he would be stuck all alone by himself. Sure, he was popular in his, now, old school, but this was a complete different place. Who knew what the kids were going to be like? He had always depended on his friends to keep him safe in the school. As in safe, I mean, to make sure he always had a secure spot in the 'popular' crew, and always had people around him, so that he wasn't left alone. But in NJ (New Jersey), he wasn't going to know anyone, and he just hoped that at least one person would be nice to him.

And of course he had another benefit. He was hott. Well at least all the girls at his old school thought so. Every girl wanted to get a date with Drake for the dances and homecoming. All the girls were chasing him, all the time. Here, his style might not be cool like it was in his old school. How did he know that these kids didn't wear overalls and straw hats? Things were going to be hard for him, and he knew it.

After spending lots of time in the car, and stopping for a breakfast and bathroom pit stop, the Parker-Nichols had finally arrived at their new house in New Jersey. Everything about this place was different: there were more trees around, it was cooler here, and people liked to ride their bikes everywhere.

"Here we are kids. Swainton, New Jersey!" announced Walter.

The family looked up at their new house as they got out of the car. It was a nice sized home, and very modern looking, but completely different from their old house. It was light blue with navy blue shutters around every front window, and around the front door. It had a long driveway, with pebbles on each side of the cement pathway. Drake took the key from his mother's hands and was the first to enter their new home.

As he walked in, he noticed that the foyer was nice sized as well. It had a spiral staircase leading upstairs, which was the first place he headed to. He found another staircase on that floor, which led up to a doorway. The door was locked with a key hanging out of the doorknob, so Drake twisted it and walked in to find a tall tower bedroom. He knew right away that this was the bedroom he wanted. It was perfect. Quiet enough where he could practice his guitar in peace, to listen to music, to read magazines, and to hang with friends-if he ever made any. He dropped his bags on the floor and headed back downstairs, to go outside with the rest of his family.

"I found my room," Drake said. He was thankful that he didn't have to share a room with Josh anymore. He snored in his sleep. Josh and Megan immediatly ran into the house to fight over which room that they wanted. Their parents went in too, of course, to make sure that they got the master suite before any of the kids found it. Drake sat in the car, with his feet hanging over the edge and the door open. There was a slight breeze, which was very cool and relaxing compared to his old town. He heard bikes chains coming from the back of the car, and peeked his head out to see who was there. Riding past was a crew of people, four guys and two girls. The guys were obvious surfers as they had the surfboard holder attached to their bikes, all four of them. One girl seemed to be more interested in the street than in what else was going on in their little group-bubble. But the one girl, the one on the pink bike, seemed to be pretty normal to Drake. She had light brown hair with natural lighter streaks in it, that were evenly balanced out throughout her long, silky hair. She had on a pair of jeans with writing going down the side, flip flops, and a long, glitzy, silk tank top. Drake couldn't tell the color of her eyes, and the sunlight was brightly reflected off her bike. She was closest to Drake, and as they rode past, Drake could make out the scent of her perfume. It was a tad spicy, and it tingled Drake's nose. He liked it. She observed him as she rode past, sort of giving him a half-smile. All the others just continued to jabber on, not even noticing his presence.

As they rode out of earshot, Drake whispered to himself.

"Whoa," he whispered in astonishment. He knew that the bunch was in his new school, most likely his grade too. And he also knew that they were the popular group of this school. And right away he knew that it was going to be a rough first day.

So he crept back up to his tower bedroom inside his house, and began to unpack his clothing into the closet. His bed and furniture would be arriving soon with all the others on the moving truck. He sat on a ledge by the window looking out. He spotted the bike gang on what appeared to be a river beach. They were sitting on the railroad ties that held the sand in place. The girl that was fascinated with the ground was making out with one of the surfers. Two of the others were fooling around with a frisbee, while the last surfer was sitting next to that one special girl, talking. It was apparent that the girl didn't want to be bothered with him, as she kept turning away from him and looking around, showing signs of boredom. Drake was a little entertained by this, but he was definitley dreading the first day of school. Today was Saturday, however, so he still had one more day before he had to suffer.

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