My New Life
They always say that leaving everything behind that you knew and moving to a new city is never easy, but honestly what the hell do they know? I'm glad that we were finally moving away from that rink a dink town that we called home and to finally get away from that dork Aiden (... Ugh, he was so annoying, always clinging to me and calling me "big brother"). The only downside to moving that I've seen thus far is that I have to help unload all these boxes with my mom, but I suppose that's just one of the necessary evils that you have to pay when moving.
"Thanks for helping sweetie, you can go play outside now."
"I'd rather play video ga-"
"OR you could take a bath and go to bed early."
"Ugh... FINE! I'll be outside, making friends.... Happy?"
"Yes, very.... Have fun~"
Why did mom always have to do that? Whenever I go somewhere new even if I'm only staying there for a few days she forces me to go outside and make friends. I just know if I don't come back with a single friend, tomorrow