{Moving In}
We pulled into the driveway and the moving truck was already parked outside. I pulled my backpack on and hopped out of the car.
"Hey mom, toss me the keys." I called out to her.
She smiled and gracefully threw the keys. I did a little softball jump and snatched them up out of the air. We laughed a little at each other. Alright things don't absolutely suck. I walked up to the door and clicked in the key. The door swung open and I walked inside. The floor opened to an open-concept kitchen/living room combination with a staircase to the far right. I walked over and trudged up the steps. The upstairs split into two rooms. I peeped inside the two rooms and decided to take the smaller of the two. I walked into the room and looked around. At only 5 feet and entering my sophomore year of high school, many of the shelves seemed too high for me. I sighed at this but made a note to get a step stool or something. I went to the bathroom that was attached to my bedroom. I looked in the mirror and examined myself. My messy honey blonde hair was sweaty from the long, hot drive. My mascara stayed and my lashes flared out, highlighting my eyes. I pulled a hair-tie off my wrist and pulled my hair up into a messy bun. I adjusted my black tank top and shorts, then proceeded to head back downstairs. I walked out the door and crossed paths with my mom. She looked tired and run-down. I feel sorry for her, I really do. I walked over the truck though and pulled out 5 boxes and slowly started my way towards the house. Then I heard my mom yell,
"Damn muscles, look at you!"
I put the boxes down briefly, and flexed my arms pretending to flash my muscles. We laughed, but then I heard another little laugh trail from behind. I turned around and saw a boy about my age with an orange jacket and green hat standing there. My face flooded a bright red. He walked up to me though.
"Hey I'm Kyle Broflovski!" He introduced.
"Oh. Um. Hey. I'm Alaska Ursitti. I bet you can tell I just moved here." I smiled a little. He smiled back.
"Hey you want some help?" He asked.
"I don't want to bother you…" I replied.
"It's really no trouble at all." He smiled at me.
"Well okay." I agreed. I looked at my mom who was grabbing more boxes from the truck and she nodded in agreement. I began to pick up the 5 boxes I was carrying before, but Kyle quickly grabbed 3 off the top.
"Hey man, you didn't have to do that. As you just saw, I got some major guns." I stated sarcastically motioning to my arm muscles. He laughed at me and said,
"Of course, but I wouldn't want you to strain those guns."
We laughed together and began loading boxes into the house. In the matter of 30 minutes, all the boxes had been loaded into the house.
"Thank you so, so much." I told Kyle. Kyle smiled at me and asked,
"Hey you want to go for a walk or something… I can show you around."
My mom, who was clearly eavesdropping, said,
"Of course she can, just make sure she's back soon."
I flashed red again but hurriedly urged Kyle out the door.
"Hey… Sorry about my mom… She's really fucking nosy." I sighed. Kyle laughed but said,
"Don't worry… You haven't even met my mom yet. She's too overprotective and kind of insane."
"I feel you, don't worry dude." I replied. We started walking down the street and I brushed a fallen strand of hair behind my ear.
"So where you coming from?" He asked politely.
"Ah, I'm a Jersey girl." I answered.
"Oh really? You one of those Jersey-shore-tough-as-fuck-chicks?" He asked with a little chuckle.
"Nah I'm not a Jersey shore kind of chick, but hey if you get on my bad side, I'm going to have break out those guns you saw earlier." I laughed.
"Of course. Of course." He replied and he smiled, where his eyes crinkled at the corners. Being able to look at him closer now I could really define his features. I could see his red hair poking out from under his hat. And he had adorable brown eyes that sparkled a little when he laughed. He was cute, undeniable cuteness. We toured the town and he explained some of the places to me. Then it was starting to get late, so I turned to him and said,
"Hey Kyle, I had a ton of fun and I'm glad I met you, especially since this is my first day and I was nervous I wouldn't meet anyone."
He looked at me and his eyes lit up and he replied with,
"More like, I'm glad I met you! And hell, you shouldn't be nervous, you're hard not to like."
"Ha-ha… Thanks, even though I find that hard to believe." I replied, and flashed him a slight-smirk and took off the down the road, retracing all the paths we walked that day. When I bust through the door and walked through the house, I found my mom in the kitchen with most of the supplies unpacked. She was a neat freak after all.
"Wow Alaska, you've been in town for 2 hours and you already got a boyfriend. God damn." She stated.
"Hey, shut up, he ain't my boyfriend!" I spat back, but with love.
"Hey, hey, missy, better move your ass and eat some food, you got to unpack and go to school tomorrow." She told me and laughed a little.
"Alright, alright, fine. I got you." I answered. I scooped up a bowl of mac 'n' cheese and went upstairs. I unpacked some of my boxes, and got changed into some comfortable clothes. An over-sized t-shirt and sleep shorts. I brushed out my long hair and decided to call it quits for the night. I'd finish unpacking tomorrow…Maybe. I grabbed my IPhone charger and plugged it in beside my bed. I looked down at my phone and noticed a new message had popped up. The name read Kyle B.
No way. That sneaky son of a bitch! He must've saw me put in my passcode and took my phone to add his contact. Of course. I couldn't help but smile a little though.
The message read,
Hey you, either you're really mad about me taking your phone or you're smiling right now. I hope you're smiling, and I don't know how tired you are or if you're too busy unpacking because damn girl you had a lot of shit to unpack! But anyways I wanted to let you know I had a ton of fun today and was glad you grabbed my attention by flashing those almighty guns of yours. Hope to see you soon? Get a text back? Sleep well, though.
Well I was most definitely smiling after that message. I decided to text him back,
Hey, I should beat you up with those guns for invading my privacy! But you caught me on the smiling part I suppose and trust me dude I'm barely even halfway done with the packing! Oh trust me you'll see me again soon though. Not tonight though, I'm beat! I need to sleep, catch ya soon! Sweet dreams Kyle.
That night I fell asleep peacefully, without the past seeping into my brain. For once I slept with positive thoughts and the thought of school, well, it didn't seem all too bad this time around. I fell asleep with a smile creeping across my face.
~Okay so I'm really excited about this story and I actually have a lot more ideas so I may update a few more times, especially so you guys can get more into the story!