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Who says relocating is fun, such person has got to be kidding me. For some people it could be fun but for me it is not at all. I mean who would want to leave the big city of New York and decide to move to a small village in England because her mum just walked into her room one day and said, 'Bree we are relocating to a small town in England' or because she is still underage and still needs an adult to look after her. I and my mum is very much aware I can take care of myself just fine without any adult supervision. 

Hey my name is Aubree, I'm 18 not exactly I'm 17 but will be 18 next four month and I can't wait. I'm the second of two children, that makes me the last child of my mother. My brother Dalton who is twenty four, who is also in the military.

My mum never actually speaks about my father and I didn't bother asking, anytime the topic about who my father is, is brought before her  she becomes mute and refuse to say anything other than ''your father is a good man". If she has used past tense I would have know he is dead but he his not dead according to my mum. 

Presently I'm in my room unpacking my luggages from new York. My room which  is big enough to host a huge slumber party. The house is not that bad, it a five bedroom duplex with an ensuite toilet and bathroom in each room. 

Picking a frame that has the pictures of my bestfriends, I remembered our name in school, the inseparable trio, I guess we can't be the inseparable trio anymore but I'm glad we are still best of friends. When I told them about me moving, they both burst into tears, I couldn't help but join in the crying feast, lol don't mind me it wasnt a feast but it wasn't that easy to part ways with them, we've all been through a lot as friends and they have always stood by me. They helped in packing my luggages and we held a big slumber party the night before I moved. 

Thinking about it made me imagine how my 18th birthday would be like without my two bunny, they could come to England that is if they are ready to come without thinking about the distance.

After two hours of chaotic arrangement, my room looked a bit cleaner, but I wasn't ready for the deep cleaning of my room I'm really famished, I climb down the stairs and move towards the kitchen. 

"Bree". I jolt up in shock at sound of my mother's voice. 

"Mum, why did you sneak up on me out of nowhere"? I asked her, as I tried to calm my racing heart.

"nowhere" she said putting her second finger on her chin pretending to be in thought. 

"Mum, you sneaked up on me" I said opening the fridge "in the kitchen" I added that last part for her to stop her comic look. 

"Oh you mean the kitchen I'm in before you entered" she said, I shaked my head in wonder and opened the fridge I should have know nothing will be inside since we just moved in, but the left over pizza we had on our way here still sat in the fridge staring at me, I picked it out, plugged in the microwave, set the timer to 20 seconds and placed the two piece of pizza into it. 

I leaned my buttom on the slab waiting for the timer to go off. 

"Mum you should probably write the grocery we need to buy so I could go get them" I said. 

"Do you know your way around here, I don't want you getting hurt" she said, I look into my mother's eyes trying to figure out if what I heard is coming from her. I mean there is no harm in her worrying since we just moved but when we were in new York mummy doesn't really care if I get hurt she knew I could fend for myself all she does back in NYC is for me to tell her about my movement that all, so she telling me that she doesn't want me to get hurt made me laugh. 

The beep of the timer made me turn towards the microwave switching off the microwave, I opened it and placed the pizza onto a disposable plate. I took a bite from my pizza while stopping myself from moaning as I savor the taste before speaking. 

"Mum you've got to be kidding me, I can take care of myself just fine". I said to her still munching on my pizza. 

"You don't understand anything" she said looking at me with pity. What is wrong with this woman she is never like this. 

"Mum, you were the same person that told me to try fitting in and I'm trying to do that by trying to find my way around this place" I said eating the last piece of pizza. 

"You don't have to worry I and Helen will get it tomorrow with other things". She said I really don't understand her over caring attitude or should I say over protective attitude. 

"Mum! I can definitely go myself, moreover by the time pauline and Helen would be done unpacking they would be famished" I said taking a bottled water from it pack before drinking from it. 

"Is there a way I can stop you from going"? She asked worry consuming her face, this new attitude is getting me to wonder if NYC is not more risky than this small village, I have to start referring this place to a town. 

"No mum there is nothing you are going to say or do that is going to change my mind" I said standing erect with my arms folded together with one left brow raised in a matter of fact attitude. 

"If you say so, pass me the pen and the grocery book" she said sighing deeply, I handed the pen and book to her. She scribble somethings down and gave me the book together with her credit card. 

"Mum can I take the car, I bet any police officer will hold me for underage driving". I said 

"Go ahead and take it" she said, what tha... I wasn't expecting her to give me the go ahead. Anyways if she could let me take the car I fucking love her new behavior. I picked the keys from the table and rushed out of the house before she changes her mind. 

Stepping out of the house I breath the fresh breeze of nature, the one thing I love about this house is the forest that surrounds it, looking at the trees makes me want to leap into it. I laughed silently at my ridiculous thought. 

I entered into my mum's toyota corolla, I reverse and drove back in the path, I look into the rear mirror and saw my mum standing on the porch. What is getting this woman worked up with my safety, whatever is getting her agitated I like it cause I get to drive. I remind myself to video call my bestfriends when I get home. 

I stepped into the first gorcey store I saw, I took a cart and wheel it putting varieties of goods from bag of rice to crate of eggs, gallon of milk, cereals, bucket of ice cream which I can't trade for any thing and other stuff she listed. 

As I was picking all the stuff I noticed trails of eyes following me, what kind of creep thing is that tho I loved the attention but it was getting too much, I moved to the cashier to pay for the things I got but was shocked when he asked me not to pay. Ohhhh they must be really welcoming this town, he packed it and asked one of the cleaners to carry it with me to my car.

As I pass by I heard people whispering, 'the Beta daughter is back', 'does she still have the mark' and others I couldn't pick well. I really don't understand what they were saying maybe it is the new gist in town, I have to start making friends. 

The cleaner put the goods into the booth I gave him a dollar for his assistance which he refused at first but when I insisted he accepted it. As I was about to open the driver's side to seat, a blond girl about my age came toward me stretching out her hand and said;

"I'm Aubree, but just call me Bree for short and it nice meeting you, I was just heading home when you came, why don't I have your number so we could talk about seeing more of each other". I said and we exchanged numbers, I promised I will call her. 

I step into the car and drove off I couldn't stop thinking about the girl I just met, she seem so confident and powerful, when I saw her I was so close to bowing my head to her but I resisted the urge. 

I drove into our drive way and saw a car sitting in our garrage, it looks exactly like the car my brother brings when ever he comes home back in NYC but what would Dalton be doing here I thought he wasn't going to come until the next five months, that's the interval of his visit to us. 

I know you might be thinking it might be one of the town member visiting mother, but I have thoroughly inspected this car and it matches with my brother's, I guess I will have to confirm who it is when I get inside. 

As I got closer to the door I heard my mother's voice saying something like 'why is your father not here with you or something like that. 

I opened the door and came face to face with my brother. 

"Dalton" I said in shock..