Chapter2

#Chapter2

Awakening from my sleep, I noticed the car was no longer in motion. The engine had silenced, and all was quiet until the driver door opened then closed.

Careless at first, I finally opened my eyes to check our current location. Burning from the beaming light, I blinked repeatedly until my eyes focused on my surroundings.

"Where the fuck are we?" Focusing on my surroundings, all I could do was gaze at the tall trees.

My mom was standing at the rear of the car pumping gas. I looked around, only to notice that we were the only ones here.

Unsettling.

This is how scary movies always start. Middle of nowhere, thick trees, and nobody around. Thoughts of horror movies like wrong turn, human centipede, and Texas chainsaw massacre popped in my head.

Closing the gas cap, she opened the driver's door and got back into the car.

"Good you're awake, we are right outside of town."

"Good, because my butt is getting numb. " I whined.

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"Wake up, we are here Niyah." My mom said as she nudged me.

I did not even realize I had fell asleep once again.

Pulling up the small block, the car slowed at the end of the street. Coming to a halt in front of a house with a white and blue sign that read 'William's realtor' with the word 'sold' in bright red font protruding from the lawn, I knew we were here.

The house was not large nor was it small, I found it acceptable. The house was a brownish color with a white door and white windows. It had a brown porch, with a beautiful green lawn in the front.

"Not as bad as I thought." I said, opening the door and stepping out of the car.

I opened the back door of the car to grab my bag and let Drea out to the bathroom.

"You like it? It’s a nice size for just me and you right?" Digging into her purse, she began her search for her set of keys.

"It will do." I toyed.

Fidgeting with the new locks and handles, she got the door to open for us. Walking in, I was a little surprised. The outside was pretty, but the inside was breathtaking. The carpet was a tan and brown color, which matched the wall-to-wall stretched love seats which faced a brick fireplace.

"I have to do more decorating." My mother explained.

I made my way to the kitchen. I'm an eater, so I have to know what the kitchen looked like.

The kitchen was just as nice. The walls were a green color, which gave off an earthy, cozy feeling. The tables and chairs were a maple wood color with green cushions on the seats. The refrigerator was stainless and was built right into the wall.

I love this.

I slid the doors open and stepped on to the back patio. The patio was small but large enough to put some comfortable furniture unto, which I knew my mom was going to do. Overlooking the patio was beautiful green grass that led straight into high, thick trees.

I instantly became creeped out again.

Living in the city, I wasn't too accustomed to thick wooded, forest-like areas. I grew up around row homes, highways, subways, and buses. Now I was introduced to homes that were yards apart, no city transportation, and dense trees that surrounded the town. So, this was something I had to get used too.

I walked back into the sliding doors and watched my dog run out the doors. I guess I wasn't the only one fascinated to explore a little.

I flew past my mom, who was sitting on the couch speaking into her cell phone.

"Yes, I'll see you Monday." I caught her saying into the phone.

I wasn't really listening to her conversation since I was too busy running up the steps.

Shit, I almost forgot to go check on my new room.

I made my way into the first door I came across. Opening the door, I noticed the enormous boxes I knew were not mine. Must be her office.

After opening every door, I finally came to the last door. I opened it.

Can you say love at first sight?

Larger than I was used to, it left me in bliss. The walls were all white with black and white trim around the bottom. They covered the floor with a black wall-to-wall carpet. My curtains were black with a white pattern from top to bottom. In the center of the room was a queen-sized bed with a large white head board. To my left, was two double doors. I opened them to reveal a large walk-in closet fit for me.

"Finally." I smiled.

"Niyah? Come get your clothes and other crap you left down here."

"Okay." I turned to make my way down to the entrance way.

I think I can get used to this.

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The weekend had come and gone; I had wondered where my time I had disappeared to. I occupied most of my Saturday organizing my unfamiliar room and watching Starz, HBO, Disney channel and eating anything I could find in the refrigerator.

By Sunday evening, I was bored out of my mind. Nothing exciting was even on television anymore.

"What the fuck do we have all these channels for if it ain't shit to watch?" I whined to myself.

"Niyah? Dinner Is done." My mom called from the kitchen.

"Yes!!" I got up.

I was tired of junk food and microwavable food. A home cook meal was on my mind.

Walking into the unused kitchen, I was hit with a blissful smell of my mother's creation. Baked chicken, baked mac and cheese, crescent rolls, and peas.

Peas?!

I could not help the droll that drizzled from my bottom lip. After stuffing my plate to its fullest capacity, I joined my mother at the dining room table.

"Soooo you like the house so far?" She questioned.

"Except for the creepy looking forest in the back, its cozy." I shifted my eyes away from the darkness that blanketed the woods.

"You'll get used to it." She chuckled. "So, what are you wearing for school tomorrow?"

" School?" I questioned her word.

"Yeah school, you know, the place you go to learn." She said, her voice laced with amusement.

"Nooooo, can’t I wait a week? You know, to get more comfortable here." I begged even though I knew her answer.

"Nooooo you can’t. If I must start my fresh job Monday, you're going to school Monday. " she laughed.

Fuck!

I forgot about starting school again. I was starting my senior year and I was dreading the idea of starting the year I could not wait for, here.

"Fine."

Finishing my delicious food, I washed and dried my plate and headed up to my room. Flopping down onto the spring mattress, I stretched across my bed and scrolled Instagram on my phone.

I’ll be fine at school tomorrow; I only missed a couple weeks.

I’ll be fine......

RIGHT?