Thursday, May 1, 2008

Chapter VI.

My heart started to thump as I heard the sound of teens yelling and laughing.

"Bye Bye sweetie. Have a nice day at school," my mom said, almost as if it was forced.

"Yah yah what evs," I mumbled to myself.

I mean she can't expect me to be all cheerful and excited about moving and going to a new school full of people I knew nothing about. It is sooooooooooo unrealistic! So, I took a big breath and stepped out of the door. Just then I heard the sound of wheels, once again, crunching on the gravel driveway. I knew that mom had already driven off. So here I am, all alone, with no friends, and once again... ALL ALONE!!!!!!

Chapter V.

"Mom I don't want to go to school! I don't even know anyone there. I have NO friends," I emphasized the NO.

"Karen how many times do I have to tell you that your gonna make new friends," said my mom, who was probably exasperated. "Just think about your brother, Joel, he is so excited for school. All you have to do is say "Hi, I'm Karen. What's your name?"

"Yah mom. like I'm really gonna go up to all the goodie goodies and act like a retard!" I replied.

"Honey having nice manners doesn't make you a retard," mom exclaimed.

"Well obviously here it does," I said, quite frankly.

My mom just rolled her eyes and kept driving. I sighed and just rested, I didn't want anymore stress than I already have.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Chapter IV.

As I stepped into the house, I saw wood floors, marble counter tops, and a large flight of stairs to my left. As I climbed the stairs, many thoughts were racing through my mind. Like "Why did we move here? It is a nice house though. I wonder what Lilly is doing right now? ..." The list went on and on. When I got to the top of the stairs, I saw a door right across from me. I opened it and I saw white walls splashed with sun light. I decided this would be my room. I set my backpack down and looked out my window. I shielded my eyes from the glare of the sun while looking over the lawn and the beach.

"Sooo . . . How do you like it?" asked my mom, I noticed her voice was overly enthusiastic.

"It's pretty nice.” I said in a dull, lifeless voice.

"Well I'm glad it's Ok. Your dad will come up with your stuff in a minute. Ok?" my mom asked, probably expecting some overly enthusiastic voice to match hers.

"What evs." I said. Not really wanting to talk right now.

I guess mom sensed that and she left. So once again I was in my room. I took one last glance before dad walked in.

"Hey honey. What do you think? Did I pick the right house or did I pick the right house?" he joked, that cheered me up a little. I am always grateful for dad's humor!

"It's not that bad, I guess, The room is pretty nice and so is the view." I replied honestly.

"Well I'm glad your excellency is pleased," he said, smiling the whole time.

I giggled, I didn't want to ruin his good mood, so I gave him a hug and thanked him for moving here. Even though I still wish I was in Tennessee.

Chapter III.

"Who is she? asked Haley, in her nasally voice. "I don't remember seeing her anywhere."

"Hello you don't remember anything Hal! You're right though, she needs a serious make over and a shopping spree," stated Mandy as she pushed back her cuticles.

"Jeez all she needs is a straw hat and a banjo!" added Natasha.

They all cracked up. Everyone knew that Mandy Sanchez, Haley Larson, and Natasha Casey were the luckiest most popular girls in Florida Girls Academy (FGA). They had everything a pool, a mansion, all that you could ever dream of. They had it made.

"Common, lets go to Selias, I just have to get the new wrap dress I saw in the window!" said Mandy. She really did want the new wrap dress, but she also said that because she couldn't stand the fact that Haley and Natasha were obsessing over this "new girl." That is the one thing she couldn't stand, everyone's attention not on her!

"Kay," replied Haley and Natasha, not knowing it was breaking Mandy's train of thought.

So they started to walk. They all cast one last look at the “new girl.” That was the last they saw of her, at least that day.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Chapter II.

The car's wheels crunched on the gravel driveway of our so called "house." It was a nice two story with a lawn, a fire pit for roasting marshmallows, a big patio, and a beautiful view of the beach.

"Wow! I can't believe we're gonna live here! I want the room that looks at the beach. When can we go to swimming? Is the water warm?..." my brother asked.

"We can go to the beach on Saturday, Joel. To answer your question about the water, yes it is pretty warm." my mother replied, covering all the bases.

I have to admit, it was a nice house, but still not the same as Tennessee. My dad started to unload the car, and I grabbed my bag. I opened the car door and stepped out. Out of the of the corner of my eye I saw a group of three girls huddled together, whispering. They were all dressed in sun wraps and the hottest two pieces.

Chapter I.

I turned my i-pod up louder so I didn't have to hear my little brother talk about how great living here is gonna be.

"Boy I can't wait till school. I bet I'm gonna make tons of friends! Hey mom, when does school start? Hey mom, can I have my own room? Hey mom . . . " my little brother droned on.

"Hey mom, hey mom . . . " I mimicked him in a nasally voice. My mom laughed and my brother stuck his tongue out at me.

"Joel don't stick your tongue out at your sister, and Karen, don't tease your brother," my dad said.

"Oh Darold, you know Karen is in a bad mood. I mean she wasn't so crazy bout movin. Just cut her a little slack, ok?" my mother whispered to my dad.

My dad didn't reply, he just kept on driving the car. Normally I wouldn't have cared what my brother says. I just don't get how he can be so exited to leave his friends. He is just in 2nd though. So I can't just expect him to understand.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

New House, New Life!

"We are here . . . " said my mother in her singsong voice.

I just rolled my eyes and turned toward the car window. Tennessee seemed so far away, but in reality it was only a 6-hour plane ride. It is so much more different in Florida than Tennessee. It's warmer, more people, no open spaces or rolling plains, but the worst part about Florida is the people. They all look shallow, selfish, and they all have perfect tans. Basically, they are the goody goodies of the U.S.

"Mom, why did we even move here? I mean common. I don't have any friends here, I have no clue what Florida is even like, and face it mom, we look like hillbillies!" I said. Being perfectly frank.

"Oh Karen, you don't look like a hillbilly. You just have your own unique style, that’s all," my mother replied, obviously trying to make me feel better.

"Stop trying to make me feel better. It's not working," I moaned. Actually I was half crying half screaming in my head. Man I wish I was still in Tennessee. Back there I had a horse, tons of acreage, and FRIENDS! I guess my parents don’t understand that though, because they made me move anyway. I tried to compromise by saying I would stay at one of my BFF’S house, Lilly, but they said no. So here I am, stuck in this dumb old city in this dumb old state. I am so bored I could throw up. That’s just a figure of speech though, I hate throwing up.

"Grease" The Play!

Today we are going to act out the play Grease! I am the character Frenchy. That is why my hair is curled. I am very nervous. I hope it turns out ok. The problem is that a lot of the main characters are absent most of the time. So our rehearsals are bad, and we always have someone filling in for them. I hope the whole play doesn't tank. I can't wait for 4th period!

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Plane ride

Sitting, sitting, sitting, sitting.
Waiting for plane, waiting for luggage.

Sitting.sitting. sitting, sitting.
Waiting for pilot, waiting for the passengers.

Sitting, sitting, sitting, sitting.
I am ready to go, lets take off.

Finally boarding, finally in my seat, eating a pretzel, having a coke.

Sitting, sitting, sitting, sitting.
Still waiting, not going, it’s late, and I’m tired!



Before Plane

..... Sitting, sitting, sitting, sitting. Our flight has just been cancled! So Mom, Sarah, Leah, Rebekah, and I are all sitting down while my Dad is trying to book us on another flight. It’s about 2:00 PM and the next flight to long beach is 7:00 PM. So we booked a fligh to L.A at 5:10 PM. We figure that the drive from L.A to long beach is about the same time as waiting for the other plane. So for the next couple of hours we sit around, have the gates switched on us constantly, and SIT!!!!!!!!! Uhg! We also got 2 vouchers per person for 6$ each. So we got some water bottles, coloring books, etc... So we sit and sit some more. we are all getting very moody. Not good. So we get on the plane ( as you already read it was not good). Hopefully they don’t loose our luggage!

PS: They did for a little while, but they found it about 30 minutes after everyone had left.