1. Move

I climbed into the backseat of my parents sleek, black convertible and closed the door with unneccessart venom. In front of me, the enourmuous U-Haul truck was parked, taunting me. Despite all my arguments, we were still moving. I'd already said good-bye to all of my friends. My mind once again wandered to the day I found out the horrible news...

Dad's cell phone rang. I heard it, even though I was at the other end of the house, in my room with the door closed. "Dad!" I yelled. "Phone!" I was too lazy to get up and answer it myself.

"I'm on it!" Dad yelled back. The phone stopped mid-ring. "Hello?"

I tuned out his conversation, which turned out easy, seeing as the book I was reading was interesting. I started when I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I said placing a book mark in my book. Mom and Dad walked in, unsure expressions on their faces. "Hey," I said. "What's up?"

"Well," Dad said. " I just got a phone call - "

"Really?" I said sarcastically.

He smiled but it faded away too quickly. "I have some news to tell you. We're - "

"Sean do you want to tell her now?" Mom inturruptted.

"Better to tell her now, Julia," Sean said. "That way she'll be expecting it."

"Okay," I said. "What will I be expecting?"

"In short," Sean said. "We're moving."

My mouth fell open with a little pop. Moving? He had to be kidding. I couldn't move now. "Where?" I whispered.

"Juneau, Alaska," Julia responded.

Okay, it was bad enough that I had to move, but to another state halfway across the continent was ridiculous.


"The end of summer. And don't try to argue, because the desision is made." Sean's decision was final...

I racked my brains. There had to have been some way I could've prevented the move.

"You know, honey," Julia said. "You could at least pretend to be happy."

"Why should I be happy?" I repeated. "Because  I can give you many reasons why I shouldn't be happy." When neither Sean or Julia responed, I continued, "One, I'm about to start my Junior year of high school. Two, I have to leave my friends. Three, I don't want to move. Four -"

"Okay, okay, you've made your point," Sean said.

"If I made my point, then why aren't we turned around heading home?"

No one responded.

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I must've fallen asleep, because the next thing I know, I'm being shook awake by Julia.

"Come on, sweetie," she was saying. "Time to wake up."

I was still tired, so I made a sound that sounded something like, "Mumphug."

"You can sleep on the plane honey," Sean said, joining Julia in shaking me awake.

"Ugh, fine."

Soon enough, Sean, Julia and I were on the plane headed to Juneau, Alaska.

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"Mom, Dad, where are we going? Where's our house?"

"Don't worry," Sean said. "We already have a house."

"Oh. My." I was at a lost for words. We had pulled into the driveway of an extravagant house. it was a soft, tan color, with a huge wrap around porch and bay windows. The inside was large and spacious and way too extravagant for my taste.

After we had moved every piece of furniture was in it's place, I went check out my room, one last time. My room was at the end of a hallway. It was large with a walk in closet and a balconey on the opposite side of the door. My bed was there and so was everything else I had ever owned.

"Cassandra!" Sean called. "Come down here for a minute."

I sighed and walked down the stairs and into the living room. "Follow me," Sean said, walking towards the garage.

"You got me a car!" I shrieked, gaping at the car in front of me.

"Yep," Julia said. "Yours and no one elses."

"A lamborghini?"

They nodded.

"You two are honestly the most wonderful people I know."

"Okay, now get to bed. Tomorrow's your first day of school. It's going to be a big day," Julia said.

I had no idea then, how right Julia was.

The End

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