"Moving?!" I say. I look at Sabrina. "How come you never told me?!" I then look at Aunt Sophia. I have absolutely no words for her so I shake my head.
"Ally, I was going to tell you."
"When?! When I was still stuck with my parents and you were off to who the hell knows where?!" She simply stared at me, hurt. "I'm so sorry I just..." And at that I began to feel as if I could burst into tears so I finish my dinner silently.
After everybody's done eating, Wes and my other cousin James go next door and I go up to Sabrina's room. I was pretty hurt that she didn't tell me that they were moving, but she was pretty hurt to. Sabrina was rarely in a good mood. The only time I see her happy is when I come over.
She's had three boyfriends but they all ended up dumping her within six to ten months. But I never understood why. She was a really pretty person. She usually wore sweatpants with crop tops and she had a pretty good body. She had long brown hair that she usually wore in a ponytail. She was 5'4" and basically never wore anything to give her extra height. I liked that about her. She reminded me of myself.
"Hey, Sab." I say. She looks up at me.
"Hey Alls." I sit next to her on her bed.
"So you guys are really moving?" She sits up and nods.
"I really don't want to, though." I tilt my head, intrigued. "There's this really cute guy I know. Long distance relationships- or any relationships- aren't really my thing." We look at each other and laugh.
"So where are you guys moving to?" I ask,
"Florida." She says. "I'm really gonna miss the sleepovers that we have." I nod in agreement. We sit silently on the bed watching tv.
I go talk to Aunt Sofia downstairs and we have a long conversation. 20 minutes into it, I finally ask,
"So what am I gonna do when you leave?"
She sits silently for a second and thinks. "I'm kind of thinking that you should pack up and go with me."
"...seriously?" I ask. She nods.
"We can get you to finish your sophomore year online and I can enroll you in a high school with Sab for your senior year."
I couldn't do anything but hug her at that moment. I can finally be home.
For the next two weeks, I was sharing a room with Sab and the arrangements actually worked out. Aunt Sam and Uncle Dwayne were planning on having another kid, but adopting me satisfied them more than enough. We moved three weeks after and had a nice house, something I wasn't familiar to.
There were five bedrooms- four for each kid and then the master. They had a house for four because, as I said earlier, they were planning on another baby but then they adopted me and I took the extra room. It was in between Sam and James. Mine had a door that went to Sam's room and vice versa. Wes' room was at the very end of the hall and was slightly smaller than mine. We had moved into a nice nieghborhood. The neighbors came and greeted us with gifts and other stuff like that. After the move, I stopped being such a downer. But that doesn't mean I was peppy or anything. Sab was the same way.
Within three months, I rarely left the house and I had finished the sophomore cirriculum just in time for school to start.
When the first day came, I wore a flannel top with deep blue shorts and Vans on. The emo look was already overrated so I decided to go with the hipster look. But I ditched that at the last second and put on a shirt with the Beatles on instead. Sabrina wore tight jeans and a shirt with sleeves just longer than 2 inches. We walked to school together and both got looks. Some good, some bad, others nobody could tell.
We found our lockers and went to them, getting our books for our first classes.
"Don't get expelled." I say to her.
"Don't get laid." She replies. We both smile and go to class.