Talking to the moon

Chapter 1

 skylla pov 

As I roll down the window. The wind gently caresses my face. I sigh and think about my life so far I am utterly completely lost. Not lost as in I do not know where I am, I am lost in the sense I don't know what to do with life.

Currently I am driving into the state California. I do not know why I am here but just listening to where my gut was leading to. I can feel the humid air entering into my range rover. As I silently soak in the rich surrounding through my ray ban glasses. While I turn into the petrol station. I felt slightly peckish and thirsty. So I entered into the dainty little shop. Once I walked up to the counter I am faced with boy a same age as me give or take 2 years.

"That will be 6$ mam" replied the boy in a very monotone.

I pushed my glasses up onto my head and began the search for 6$. With which I had paid with a 10$ note.

"Here you go" I replied

In which the boy had realised that I am not from around here

"So where are you from then?" he asked curiously

"From England" I replied with a clipped tone.

Which he had guessed I wasn't up for a friendly chat. So continued on packing my stuff in a plastic bag. He kept on peeking at me through his lashes. 'Poor boy' his life has come down to flirt with his customers . I wouldn't say I was the prettiest girl on the planet. And I wouldn't say I was not that good-looking. I am comfortable with my looks and weight. Even though he had tried flirting with me I did not take it in mind and once he gave the receipt dashed out of the store with little bell above the door ringing signalling my leave . I was going to crumple up the receipt when I realised there was writing on the back. With a shake of my head I had crumpled the paper and thrown it away and got into my car.

While driving into the town I had realised how lively it was with people minding their own business and full of people who not afraid to themselves. I cringed at thought how I am going to stick out like a sore foot. I tend to keep to myself as I never stay in one place always moving so it was easier not attract people and make friends as it becomes demanding to try and keep in contact as I never know when I can call someone or email them when I move around a lot . I know it tends to get lonely but when life is so confusing .You try not to make things worse you would avoid bringing people in which was what I am doing .

Driving down my street and parking my range rover in the driveway I had finally laid my eyes upon my house and what beauty it was. It was two storey house and I loved it when I had come to have a look at it first I literally fallen in love. It give a home cosy vibe with a great view of a forest in the garden which had already had my curious eye twitch to be explored. But I am waiting till I have settled down and unpacked , find a job and then I will go and explore the forest with all my heart's desire .I shake this hazy daze and sigh and set out to unpack.