Chapter 2- Leaving and Arriving
After what felt like forever to get my sister, Ella, to get packed and into the truck, I was finally relieved that we were finally leaving but a little bit sad too.
When we make sure everything is packed and in the truck, I say good bye to all of my friends. He come the water works... I thought... NO! I'm the unbreakable, only cries when it's necessary, Maximum Martinez. I blink away the tears and make sure my eyeliner, or mascara hasn't smeared or ran down my face with my iPhone. That's as far as being girly I'm going to get, kay? *Insert big breath here*
"Bye, Max, Bye Ella" my best friend JJ said.
"Yea, bye Maxie, Ella!" I wince at the nickname, but still hug my other friend, Allen.
"WE'LL MISS YOU!" Terra, Alice, JJ, Allen, and James say in unison.
When we finally get boarded I make sure my acoustic is in the front seat by the window in a comfortable, not possibly going to break position. I then grab my once was white, but now tie dye bag and make sure my phone, iPod, camera, battery chargers for iPod and phone, and my best friend, my eyeliner is in there. After a double check, I throw into the seat, and hug them all once more.
When we finally leave, I pull the window down, and wave bye to my gang of high school losers, a.k.a my best friends.
-5 HOURS LATER-
Nothing, nobody, not even a word can describe how bored I am. I got tired of listening to music, I started taking pictures of all the trees we passes by and ran out of memory, and started playing games on my iPhone, which also unfortunately ran out of battery.
When I started to complain during our 4th hour, my mom gave me 'don't you dare start or you'll pay' look, which frankly, almost had me shitting bricks.
As I doze off I can't help but think about what California's going to be like, or if ill make friends. Maybe I might find a person to drown my problems in. Like a bestfriend or something...
When we finally get there, I can't help but leap out of the truck, and kiss the ground, literally.
"Ewwwwww..." Ella says.
"Oh shut up, if you were my age, you'd do the exact same thing" I protest.
"I'm just happy I'm 14 instead of 15, but now I wish I won't turn 16" she retorts.
"Well to bad Ells" I say. My sister has a lot to learn from the master of whit and sarcasm.
"Ok, no stop it both of you," Mom says.
"Ok, now since Max her is the oldest she does get the bigger room..." she starts," But she does get the smaller closet." she finishes.
"YES! I don't care I don't have a lot of nice things to put in there anyways!" I shout.
"Not fair" Ella mutters under her breath. "Now, Max your name is on the door to the room, your is to your Ells," mom starts, "And Max, Ella, I want to go get the paint today so all we're going to do is get all the boxes in today and unpack most of the furniture for the backyard, Kay?" she asks. "Cool" me and Ella says in unison.
I carefully take out my acoustic and place in on the instant stand leaving the acoustic in its case in my room.
Still need like 800 boxes left anyway...
- SEVERAL CARBOARD BOXES AND SOME HEAVY LIFTING LATER-
When we finally leave for Home Depot, Ella and I start mentioning color schemes to mom. I being not into a girly life style, go with different shades of purple, Plum Purple and Light Purple is what I really want. Ella being in the girly life style goes with pink shocker, Hot pink and rose bud pink is what she prefers, but she claims that she has some posters that will mellow the amount of pink so that it doesn't blind her.
When we arrive me and Ella race to the paint counter thingy and looks at all the different shade of our purple and pink. When I finally find Plum Purple and a Light Purple, I give to mom so that the paint guy can get the cans ready. Ella does the same and then mom says to find some reds and creams to paint the house. When I find the desired colors, Red Sun and Cream Chowder (AN: I made those colors up) she thinks their perfect and hands all the color papers to said paint guy.
After about an hour of waiting, we finally leave Home Depot, paint cans in each had for the three of us. When we start to drive, I turn the radio on and my favorite song, 'Walk Away from Dia Frampton' and start to sing along to the lyrics,
She was such a pretty girl, glowing eyes and yellow curls
HEY, Hey, Hey, Hey!
Ella and mom always say I have an amazing voice, but I don't believe them.
Stars are in a summer night,
She's wishing that they'd fall down through the atmosphere, for a souvenir.
I suddenly remember last years school talent show, me playing that song and singing on the acoustic.
When we finally get home, I race up the stairs to my room and lay the tarps (AN: I dont know what people call those blacket like thingies on the floor when they paint so bare with me) on the floor, and filling the trays with paint, and dipping the brush to test it on the walls. When I see that I like it, I change into a pair of black shorts and gray tank top, pulling my hair into a messy bun, and deciding to do this task barefoot.
I then decide that I want the wall with the window to be Plum Purple and the same with the opposite wall, and the light purple with on the other two.
When I finally finish painting (who knew it only took like 3 hours) I smell the scent of dinner and, my all time obsession and best friend, chocolate chip cookies!
"Mom!" I yell.
"MAX!" she says, playing our little game.
"Are those cookies and dinner I smell? DON'T LIE TO ME MOM!"
"Then, I'm not lying." She states.
I then race downstairs to find Ella chewing on a meatball while trying to stuff the left over room in her mouth with spaghetti.
"Ella, don't count on fitting the noodles, and WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME MOM? ELLA?" I yell.
"We were too caught up on school papers, Sorry. Geez" they both say in unison.
"Ok creepy, and school paper?" I questioned.
"Yea, Mom enrolled us into Maria Primrose Senior High," Ella starts "She just wanted to talk to me about how since that I'm only freshman, and that I was still getting used to high school back Arizona, that you have to walk me to the office, my locker and homeroom tomorrow, so like….. You have to walk me to the office, my lock-"
"I get it" I cut her off.
"Ok moody- Max" she says.
"HAR, HAR, ELLA IM DYING OF LAUGHTER RIGHT NOW, and LIKE LITERALLY" I say sarcastically.
"Stop it girls, Max go serve yourself, and come join me and Ella, if your quiet during dinner you get 1 extra cookie than the usual half batch, okay?" Mom asks.
"ZIP!" I say, pretending there's a zipper on my mouth.
After dinner, Mom and I paint the living room, and rearrange the couches and coffee tables with Ella's 'expertise interior and decorating fashion'.
When I finally get to bed at like 11:00, I can't help but get all nervous and jittery for school tomorrow. I just hope that nothing goes bad and that I at least make one friend.
Maybe they like brunettes and blondes…..
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Thanks IggyIsAwesome13 for being the 1st Reviewer for Ch. 1!
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