Cherry Red

Wanderlust

My whole family hated that we were moving. At least my brothers did. Honestly, I was just excited though. I mean being stuck in the same small town all my 16 years of living really makes a person want to get out sometimes. Or maybe its just my innate wanderlust. What can I say? It's tough.

"Yeah Claud, keep sulking out the window, it'll help," Michael quipped.

"Oh my god, I was not 'sulking' you dipwad."

"Claudia, don't call your brother a dipwad." my mom sighed.

An hour later, we arrived at our new home. It was small and cute. Me and my brothers rushed to claim our rooms. I found one at the end of a winding hallway. It had a large bay window with a clear view of the sea. Perfect. Just then I heard a rush of footsteps and Sam busted in.

"Do you mind?" I scoffed.

"Boo, I wanted this room." he rolled his eyes and I crossed my arms.

"Snooze you loose."

"Oh well. Hey, me and Michael were going to the boardwalk tonight, you know, get to know the city more. Wanna tag along?" Sam questioned. I bit my lip and thought about it. I mean would I rather stay in to unpack more or go out... Yeah, I'm going out.

"Alright, I'm in. Now get out doofus!" and I hit him with a pillow playfully. 

Now time to unpack. I grabbed all the boxes inscribed with Claudia. There were 2. So I started with the first one. It was a bit heavier than the other one but I managed it. Soon enough I had a well decorated room and a nice squashy bed.

"Come on Claud, we're leaving!"

"Mike I'll be ready in a second" I shouted in return. 

Scrambling to my newly organized closet, I chose my outfit. I wore a white tank, denim shorts, and a long yellow cardigan. I slipped on my favorite pair of Converse and left for the boardwalk.