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  5. The Song/Poem/Writing Thread - Part 2

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    Chapter one of my story. I hope you like it.

     

    I sighed, laying across my bed. My eyes were shut, I was trying to forget what my mom said today about moving across the country to a small town in Nebraska. I covered the pillow with my face, and screamed. Moving was the last thing I wanted to do. My life was here, I just wish my mother saw that. I removed the pillow from my face, and sat up. The empty, unfolded boxes laid up against my door caught my attention. I rolled my eyes, and got my cell phone out of my pocket, and dialed my best friend Brea’s number. It went straight to voice mail. I would catch her in the morning. I lazily got up, and got the first box.

    “Luna, sweetheart.” I heard my mother say about an hour or so later.

    I had managed to come up with an idea, if I didn’t pack, I wouldn’t have to move to Nebraska.

    ‘I’m sorry, I don’t speak to people who ruin lives.” I was again laying on my bed, Staring at the ceiling. Making shapes out of the dots.

    “Luna, I wouldn’t have done this, if I didn’t believe it was right for you Sophie, and Landon.” My mother said.

    We looked somewhat alike. Both had dark red hair, hers was curly, and mine was straight. She was tall, I was taller. Six- Foot exactly. We both were unusually pale, and had deep green- brown eyes. The rest of me was like my dad.

    “I am not going anywhere. I am staying with Brea.” I said, and turned so I was facing the window. The dark night gave me shivers.

    “You’d have to pack to go there too you know.” She chuckled. At least she thought she was funny.

    I turned back around. “You know mom, I want to say something to you, but I am not.” I said.

    Then she came and sat by me. “I know your upset. Your not the only one who has to make adjustments. What about Sophie, and Landon? Do you think its going to be easy for them?” Mom said. “They have lived here all of their lives too. It’s not all about you Luna.”

    I creased my eyebrow, and looked at my mom. “It is not. Go away. I’d like to sulk alone.”

    My mom got off my bed, and walked to the door. Then she turned around and said, “You know, If you don’t pack your room, I will.” She walked away.

    “’If you don’t pack your room, I will.’” I mimicked, and threw a pillow at my door.

    “Ha-ha Luna’s mad, ha-ha Luna’s mad.” Sophie came into my room. Unlike me she had dark brown curls. She stuck out her tongue.

    “Get OUT Sophie.” I shouted. “Leave me alone.” I got up, and ran for the door.

    Sophie ran off before I could get there. I sighed and slammed my door. After I sat down, and started sulking, my dad came in.

    “Luna, love.” He said in his British accent. “What is the matter?” He came over to my bed.

    “I don’t want to move. I- I want to stay here. I don’t want to be anywhere else.” My voice trembled. “I have a life here, I have friends.”

    “You know. I moved.” My dad said in his gentle voice.

    “I know. How would you explain the British accent?” I said.

    “When I moved I left my life behind, and you know something, I found new friends, and girlfriend who eventually became my wife.” He said. “Moving was a new beginning. Sure it wouldn’t replace my old life, but I was optimistic, and I made the best of it I could.” He said. “There are people I miss, like my mum and dad, but I can still visit them. What’s going to happen when you go off to University? You’re going to make a new start then too.”

    “Brea and I were planning on going to the same College.” I said to him.

    “When you move, you can still do that you know.” He said to me.

    “I don’t want to hear this right now dad.” I turned to my side, facing the window.

    “All I am saying is to be optimistic Luna.” I heard footsteps leaving my room. I looked to see if dad was gone, and turned back around. After a small sob, I fell asleep.

    I awoke to the loud buzzing of my alarm clock. I groaned and got up. After a nice warm shower, I got dressed in my usual attire, a fluffy skirt, a shirt with a crazy pattern, and a pair of old, battered Converse Chuck Taylor’s. My dad drove me to school as usual. I was still mad from the conversation last night, so I said nothing in the car.

    “Have a good day Luna.” My dad said.

    Yeah, It’s going to be a blast saying goodbye. I rolled my eyes and walked into the school to find my life-long friend.

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