Have you ever gotten that feeling of being completely alone? Like, maybe you have so many friends, but none of the ones you really want to talk to can be there? Or maybe it's that and then some. Maybe you're like me. Maybe you moved away and into a brand new place.
Ah, yes. The big move, and boy was it big. Those last two days of school were filled with me taking exams, visiting friends as much as I could, and helping pack everything up, move things to the curb (most of which suddenly disappeared within a few hours), or hauling two beds and a dresser up the road to a friend in need. The move was a good thing. Monday or Tuesday (the 14 or 15th of December) I was laying in mom's bed with my sister, trying to fall asleep, when I heard mom running to the door, and later coming in and asking if we'd heard the woman outside screaming. Apparently, she'd been attacked out in the woods. Likely she was wanting some drugs or something, new the person, and didn't want to pay for them, and he roughed her up a little. After that, I couldn't have been more eager to get out of that trailer park.
Now we've been moved in and mostly settled in a big house in a very lovely subdivision. It's very quiet here, it's hard to get used to it. It feels weird, too, being so far away from all my friends. Tennessee to Georgia... where we are compared to where we were there's about a 4-5 hour driving time depending on how fast you drive, and how bad traffic is. I don't know anybody here besides my Grandaddy. And I feel totally alone.
It wouldn't be so bad if my really good guy friend wasn't grounded. I mean, we're always there for each other. Or if I could get in touch with my Poppa. I trust him and love him to pieces, and I haven't heard from him for a while. I couldn't even get through to talk to him at Christmas, which really sucked. My other good friend, also a guy, I have him to talk to, but it just doesn't seem like enough. When school starts back in a few more days (thank goodness), it'll all be okay. I'm rejoining band, planning on getting into an Art class as I've missed it from elementary school. Those will toss me quite quickly into a large group of people. The sweet and sour part? The new school runs on a 7 period class schedule, not block, so as it will be great for the first few days, it's going to suck trying to make it around to my classes on time. Even 7 period days at my old school were a hassle.
My best friend, and she's practically a sister we're so close, and I were talking and she was saying how the further south you go, the cuter the guys get, and I couldn't agree more. I went to the mall with my sister and her friend who came down and visited yesterday, and I was kinda shocked at the amount of incredibly good looking guys. Maybe, if I'm lucky, and play my clumsiness and slight awkwardness to my advantage... I could get lucky and make some friends. And not just guy friends of course. I mean, I'm a teenage girl, sure I think about boys all the time, but I'm not obsessed. Every girl needs some good girl friends in her life to be there and plot revenges that may or may not happen. So I think I'll be okay. Just gotta survive a few more days.
Maybe I'll be able to get in touch with my Poppa, and maybe my friend will get ungrounded. Those would really make my week, and kick off a good start to the second semester of my sophomore year of high school.
I'm almost halfway through with it all.
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