After dinner I run strait upstairs to my room, grab my suitcase and open it on the floor. The last time I used this was three years ago when we went to Bondi Beach for a week, and I still have stuff in here. A pair of jeans, a couple of t-shirts, a sock, and, YES! I finally found my DVD of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets!
I grab most of my clothes and shove them all in my suitcase. I should probably pack them neatly so I can actually fit stuff in. I tip my clothes out of my suitcase and stack them in piles of pants, tops, jumpers and shorts. I then put each of the stacks in my suitcase and squish them together so I can fit more stuff. Most of my things will go in boxes and get sent over, but I am putting all of my important things in my suitcase, so I throw in my spare phone charger, my spare iPod charger, my sketch book, my artist grade pencils, my extra earphones, my USB that has all of my music and TV shows backed up on it…
I hear a knock at my door, and mum walks in. she seems surprised that I am already packing. "You do know we're still here for another two weeks right?" she says, concerned.
"I know."
"You're still going to need clothes for two weeks, and yours are packed in a suitcase."
I point towards my school uniform hanging over the back of my desk chair.
"So you're happy with moving to Ohio?"
"Yep." I can't wait to get out of this hellhole, I think.
Mum nods, walks out of my room and closes the door behind her.
About two hours later, I hear another knock on my door, and Ashley and Tyler walk in. they both look around at my room and back to each other, astonished. My usually overflowing bookshelves were empty, all the books and comics in cardboard moving boxes, My art things packed up, and a box on my bed labeled "Memories".
Tyler sits down on the side of my double bed, and Ashley sits on my drum stool.
"Sam, don't you think you're going a little, umm… overboard on the packing, considering we aren't moving for another two weeks?" Ashley asks, straitening her glasses and twirling her blonde, wavy hair over her shoulder.
I shake my head and keep packing.
"Sam, what are you thinking?" Tyler asks.
"Ty, the only thing I am thinking is that I only have to wait two weeks until I can forget Mihi and all the other bitches." I reply bluntly.
"Where did you get the boxes?" Ashley asks.
Tyler rolls her eyes; "dad said he had a stack of them in the spare room. I told you your name means "easily distracted""
"No it doesn't!" Ashley yells back, throwing an eraser at Tyler's face, hitting her glasses, making them crooked.
Tyler grabs a freshly sharpened pencil, and aims.
"Oh shit!" Ashley yells, and runs out of my room.
"Come back Ash!" Tyler yells, and runs after her. It's funny how they'll do things like that all the time, yet they're never angry at each other. They don't get angry often, the only time they do is when people get their names mixed up. Ashley starts ranting about the fact that she has longer hair, and she is girlier, and she HATES rock and funk music… you get the idea. Tyler just corrects you and points out that they are two completely different people, and tells them to remember that she has shoulder length hair, and Ashley has hair down to her hips, and the fact that she, Tyler, has glasses.
Lima is a city, so there will be more people than in this small town. That means I am more likely to find someone that accepts me for who I am, someone who doesn't care if I am adopted, who doesn't care that I am a tomboy.
It also means that there will probably be more bitches, whores, and jocks there. Hopefully there is no one like Mihi.