One I carry my last box into my new house, hoping I will have all of it in its place by sundown. I set the box down on another box and open the new one. Taking out my movies and books, my fingers graze across a few of my favorites; Dracula, Romeo & Juliet, and A Clockwork Orange. All of them being bestsellers. I smile, thinking of the long nights I have spent reading them. They all bring back memories, many of them. I set them on the kitchen counter and head back to the box. As I pull out my other books and movies I think about my family that I miss so much. I can feel the tears start to well up in my eyes as I let the memories flood through me. "And mommy says Hay o'!" my sister Polly sings, petting our dog, Hiccup. "Hay o'!" we say. Ending the song. Polly and I laugh as my father swerves the car around another curve. "Now you two settle down, we're almost there," says my mom, giving us a stern look. We (Polly and I) slump down in our seats and try to laugh quietly. Next thing I know everything is white and something red is blinding my right eye, I have an agonizing pain in my knee, and my head is killing me. A blinding light shows above my face and the faint words of a women begging me to stay with her echo's in my head. That was the crash that killed my family, the one that took them away from me. I remember thinking that day, did everyone else get out okay? I wipe a tear away and finish putting everything up. By noon I have half of the boxes put away and have put up three bookcases. I take out my purple Blackberry and call Connie, my best friend. "Hey… Evelyn," she answers the phone, a hint of exhaustion in her voice. "Connie! Hey, how are you?' I ask, hoping she'll have a good answer. "Evelyn, you do know that its only nine, right? And I'm a late sleeper so you just woke me up," she says, her words curving up as she yawns at the end. "Ooh, sorry," I say. "Really?" Connie says, plastering sarcasm in her voice. "Yes dupid!" I said, using my favorite slang word, dupid, (it's a silly way to say stupid.) "Your a dupid head," she says, all signs of sleepiness washed away. "Yeah, whatever," I say. The last thing I hear is her muffled response before I click off the phone. I laugh and stuff it back in my pocket. At sundown I only have one box left and its full of all my clothes and easy put-a-ways. I pick it up and walk to the master bedroom. Opening the door I put the box on the bare bed and start unpacking. I pull out my picture frames, vases, and alarm clocks as well as my entire wardrobe. I put the pictures on the top shelf of the bookcase and the empty vases everywhere else. I take the alarm clock and put it on my bedside table and start on my clothes. When I finish putting all the clothes away I put all the sheets on my bed. Even though they were from when I was 15 (And I am now 18 ½ ), it still fits my bed and its not as skimpy as a few of my other things may be. My phone buzzes and I know I just got a text. I take out my phone and look at the text Connie had sent me. "You're a dupid head! J" she sent me I text back, "Yeah yeah yeah," I wait a few minutes before Connie texts back. "Hey, have you finished decorating yet? 'Cause I wanna c it!" she wrote. "Yeah, I'm done, you can come over sometime tomorrow." I text back She texts me back sooner than usual, "kk" And that's the end of our conversation. I look out my window and notice how the a new set of snow is falling to the ground. Such weird weather! And its summer too! I shut my curtains and jump onto my bed, pulling the covers up to my chin and letting the warmth bury me in itself. I realize I still have my clothes on and pull them off, leaving only my undershirt and my underwear. I climb into bed and fall into a dreamless sleep. When I wake up the sun is streaming in through my window, birds are chirping too. I get up and go downstairs and start to cook breakfast. I make bacon and crack eggs in the skillet along with some sausage and syrup. When its done cooking I put it all on a plate and start eating. Stuffing as much as I can in my mouth at a time and finish in about 15 minutes. I clean up my plate and call Connie. "Don't whine about your sleep, Con." is the first thing I say when she picks up. "Whatever," she says, laughing. "When do you want to come over?" I ask. "Now," she says. I can hear her start to move around, probably getting dressed. "Okay," I say. I click off my phone and put it back on the table. I run upstairs and get dressed. Today I'm wearing my dark blue peace-sign tee and dark jeans. About 20 minutes later Connie knocks on my door. I go to answer it. When I open the door Connie hugs me. "Wow," I say. Connie giggles and pulls away. "So, you ready for the grand tour?" I ask her "Um, sure," she says. We laugh and we start our tour. Eeh, not my favorite chapter but don't hate it 'cause it was important but believe me, it will pick up within the next 9 chapters, trust me! But, like a lot of other authors I'm going to ask you to review! Keyword: review! Kk, enough chit chat, just click down there and type up a review! Keyword: down there aka \/
