This Is It!

Before the breakout

3 years earlier

"Time to get up for school!" yelled my mother Amy.
"I just got out of the shower!" I yelled down the stairs.
"Is Ginnie and Dave up?" she asked.

Even though I didn't tell her if they were up she was gonna come upstairs and check. I have one more year left of high school and my brother and sister have 2 years left. Next year I'll be trying to get a scholarship for a college the same one that my mom wanted to go to.

Even though it's March there is only two months of school left. The last few months and days go by faster than they do in the beginning of school year. This was not my first school in this year since my parents got a divorce in December.

Even when my parents were together they moved us kids to differen state's because of their jobs. Moving to a different state meant going to a new school and making be friends. My sister and brother always made new friends in every school we went to.

Sometimes during lunch they would sir by me and not their new friends. I started to think that there was no point of making new friends since we always moved. But I was better without making friends since I was never at the school longer than five months.