"Naveah are you done packing, the moving truck will be here tomorrow and we need to be ready" My Mom said from the bottom of the stairs. I didn't answer her because I needed a few more minutes to look around the room I have lived in for 7 months. Which is the longest I have ever live considering my dad's job makes us move to a new city every 6 months.
"NAVEAH do not make me come up there" My mom now at the middle of the stairs yelled up at me. "AM ALMOST DONE" I yelled back down to her *sigh* can't have any peace I thought to myself. After I finished shoving things into boxes I went down stairs. "What have you been doing up in your room, it doesn't take long to pack up boxes" my mom said as she eyes me while I walk past her. "I was taking my time to make sure nothing breaks" I told her as I walk up to the fridge to get myself a snack, who could have thought packing up boxes could make you hungry. "How are you feeling about the move"? mom asked "Eh, the usual, nothing new" I said "So, have you and dad figure out everything about the area and the schools and stuff?" I asked hoping to change the conversation. "We looked at the area a few weeks ago and it seems normal enough and the school have already gotten everything ready for you and the twins" my mom said. "Ok, well am going back to my room" I said. "BETTER FINISH PACKING BEFORE DINNER" she shouted up at me as I ran up the stairs.
A/N: Yea, this is terrible I already know and it seems like a normal story so far but you just continue but you don't have to because its not interesting. Also my stories would be short cause I have school and assignments and stuff. Ok byeeeee see you next chapter.
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The Hotel
Teen FictionNaveah Williams have never feel at home anywhere considering she has never stayed in a place for more than 6 months. All she wants to do is to stay in one place. She finally got her wish but she took a field trip with her friends will she be able to...
