Graduation

Graduation




Moving was always painful and it seemed like all we did was ever moved. My mom was recently moved to a small town in Iowa. Everyone knew everyone or at least almost everyone. I had lost dozen of friends before until I had finally just stopped even trying to make new friends. I lost track of most of them anyway, and it didn’t seem worth it anymore.


Arriving in town, I looked out the window thinking about how nice all these houses looked. We had money. But even so my mom wasn’t big on the big houses. She had shown me the house before we left, and it had been a nice, but fairly small house. Three bed rooms, two bath, full kitchen, nice dining room, and big living room. Again it wasn’t huge, but I suppose it wasn’t small either.

Turning into our drive I notice some teenagers outside huddled in a small group. They looked up when we drove up in the driveway to the now occupied house. One of them caught my attention. Of course it was a guy. But this guy seemed different from all the others. Jet black hair, and icy blue eyes stared back at me. I quickly looked away afraid he might think I was some weirdo. I grabbed my bags out of the car, walking up to the house I could feel their eyes on my back watching every move I made.

Opening the door and stepping inside the house looked spacious and inviting. Our furniture for the most part was not accounted for, and we would have to do with sleeping bags for the first few nights.

“Isn’t this great? Brand new start-“

“Brand new opportunities.” I finished for her. She turned to look at me, and gave me a frown. “You’ve said it every time we moved.” Throwing my bags down I decided I should walk around town and see if there was anything good around here.

“Amanda.” I heard my mom say before I could get to the door. I turned to look at her, and she walked over to me. “I just wanted to say I love you.”

She hugged me, and then turned toward the kitchen. I didn’t really care about the house. I had plenty of homes to say this one was just another temporary stop. There was no reason to get acquainted. When I got outside the group had disappeared, and along with the the blue eye boy. I sighed and started making my way downtown. My mom said when we got here she would buy me a car, and I had told her I could buy my own. She had insisted though, and I wasn’t one to argue with her. I had been so deep in thought I didn’t notice the blue-eyed boy had crept up on me.

“Hey. Your the new girl right?” His eyes looked me over not caring that I could see him do it. He grinned at me as he brought his eyes back up to mine.

“Yes and I’d appreciate it if you kept your eyes off these things,” I pointed to my breast, “And kept them up on these things.” Pointing to my eyes.