Not that Nerdy, Not that Bad

Wait. You too?

I thought the flight was okay. I didn't get sick unlike the last time where the other passengers were complaining about me hogging the bathroom.

The drive to our new house wasn't that far. It was kinda close to town so that wouldn't be a problem when I wanted to go out now and then. The school was about 10 minutes away from my house so that was something. The neighborhood we entered looked as if we were living in a TV show. They were normal, they were big but just normal enough to look as if you were sane. When I looked out my car window I noticed a boy walking on the sidewalk talking into his phone, which was weird cause it was a Friday morning. He seemed to notice something coming from behind him, which was our car, and he looked up.

Thank god for my unwanted attention alert that signaled me to look away from him. I really couldn't see how he looked. It looked as if though he had black hair and he seemed ripped. But I couldn't quite see. It looked as if he was going to one of the houses. We passed him, so he just continued with his phone call.

"We're almost here" My mother told me. To be honest I was thrilled to start a new life, somewhere that didn't already know who I was or didn't know me. I didn't really have much friends back home, and those friends knew I didn't go out much, so we would just say we were acquaintances. I wanted change, but not the change where at the end everybody would hate me and I would become the class clown or the school whore. I stayed quite until we were finally there.

It was pretty normal, looked as if it was a house for a family and not for a president. The outside was a peach kind of color, there was a window overlooking the garden. The garden was as if professionals had planted each and every single flower. You see roses, white ones, red ones and the occasional pink ones. I saw that there were Lillie's and daisy's and a variety of unknown flowers. I think I was going to like it here.

"isn't it pretty, got a great deal." My mother chipped in. "I think its so perfect. the garden, the color of the house...it looks so peaceful." I told her truthfully.

We didn't hesitate to start unpacking everything. It was a chilly morning so I pulled out my oversized Metallica jacket out of my backpack and put it on. When we reached the front door, I noticed that the door had one of those blurry kind of window and a doorbell to the side.

A few minutes my mother had finally been able to open the door, and when we stepped inside ,it was even better than the outside. It was kind of like our old house, same huge living room, the color of the walls were a light brown kind of color, with a huge rug to cover the whole floor. I went exploring to get acquainted with it, but it was so large that i kinda lost my way. There was another room, but this one looked like it was the screening room. Yes! The seats were more like beds. It was really cool. I left that room only to be presented to some stairs going up. It took a few minutes until i reached the top. There was a long hall that lead to a bunch of rooms. I counted the doors and there seemed to be 3 rooms. I went to each and everyone until I stopped at one specific room. The room was across to another large bedroom. When I stepped inside it was just what I wanted. There was enough room for my stuff, there was a window facing the back of the house and I saw an even bigger garden than the one in the front of the house. Next to the window was this type of bed, seat whatever you wanna call it. I always wanted one of those, they just seem to catch my attention. This was the room I choose to be mine.

Immediately, I went downstairs to get ALL my stuff up to my room. "Settled in?' my mother asked me,seeming to notice on my speed, while I just smirked at her. 

It was already the afternoon and we were almost done with everything, we just needed to restock on  our cup cabinets and that would be all. We were currently sitting in the kitchen table and our new furniture. The kitchen was huge just like all the other rooms.

The whole room was white, with a few exceptions of peach in there. There was a door in the back of the kitchen that took you outside to the very large backyard i discovered up in my new and furnished room. The cupboards were to the side next to the stove.

My mom interrupted my reverie when she cleared her throat. "Honey, since your starting school on Monday I want you to go shopping for school clothes. I wont be here tomorrow,I have to do some grocery shopping so I'll just drop you off by the mall. You'll have my credit card and it will be unlimited so help yourself." She told me in her not so high pitched voice.

"Mom, I'm surprised, usually you just go on and on about how you want me to dress,and what not to get" I told her.

My mom works the business world. She owns a bunch of stores all over the world, going from clothing stores to music stores, so that's how we get the money to feed and shelter us. She wants me to dress like the usual sluts all over the world. No. Fuck that shit.

"Audrey, I'm just hoping that you can at least wear something that's not baggy but you're size, nothing tight, nothing baggy. Deal?" She asked me.

Well, at least it doesn't have to be anything tight. "Deal" I told her. We were already done with everything, our packing and our talk, so we decided on take out food. It was already late when we finished eating and watching TV when we decided to go to bed. That night I feel asleep peacefully.

The next morning felt like any normal morning. I woke up and felt refreshed. I went to take a shower, thankfully I didn't have to leave my room, and stripped down. The water seemed chilly for a few seconds til it begun to heat up. I used my favorite shampoo that smelled like vanilla and was soon developed into a room with that wonderful smell.

After that I put on conditioner that smelled exactly the same. I just love vanilla. My shower only lasted for about 15 minutes until I got out. I didn't know what to wear for the mall so I put on my favorite outfit. A sleeveless white shirt that said Queen in the front and black high waisted jeans. With that I put on my black toms, grabbed my leather jacket, and went downstairs to find my mom wearing a white shirt under her cardigan and black jeans. Well at least we match. Her hair was let down and it was dry. My hair was let down to but on the top of my head sat a white beanie. I saw that my mom was ready when she had her keys in her hand. "Ready?' she asked me. I just nodded. 

We were outside in the front of the the mall when she handed me her credit card. When she left and I turned around I saw people staring at me like i came from a different planet. Different place maybe, but planet, no. I ignored all stares that seemed to stop at my face. I didn't hesitate in going to every place I knew would be my fashion source. Just like what my mother wanted i bought clothes that would fit me properly and some of them were tight but whatever, they looked really cool. I mostly bought band shirts and skinny jeans with a few shoes. it was already the afternoon when i called my mom to come pick me up. When we got home she wanted to see what i had bought. She seemed to like what i had bought so we left it at that. Just tomorrow until I go to school. 

Mondays. What makes them so unlikable. I woke up early to take my shower and to change into my black Metallica shirt with red words in the front and blue jeans. I put one my red Toms and left my hair fall down to my back and put on my black beanie. My mom was downstairs ready with my breakfast. I quickly finished and we began to make our way to the front of the school. My mom had offered to go with me to the front office but i wants letting that happen. Now I'm in the front office waiting for  my schedule when i see a boy getting pulled into the office with a teacher pulling on his shirt and another boy with a bloody nose. Damn. That boy really did do damage on him. he had blood on his shirt, what made it worse was that it was white. The boy the teacher was holding onto just smirked at me. Finally, the administrator got a hold of my schedule. 

1st: Computers 

2nd: French 

3rd: Chorus 

4th: Math 

5th: Gym 

6th: English 

7th: Science 

8th: U.S History 

Well, at least i have Chorus. I was making my way towards my first period when someone bumped into me. It was the kid that had the bloody nose.  

Cliffhanger! Sorry it's been a long day and I'm really tired but i promise to write tomorrow. 

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