I've moved to a new town, enrolling into school next week, the last quarter of school is approaching and yet I still feel like summers too far away, I'm not mad about moving, not sad about moving, but something in my head is telling me that I should. Me, my mom, my brother, and our two cats, are moving back to Virginia from Florida because of our parents separating, and now we're moving into my old great grandpa's house, who died 3 years prior. The new house smelt the same, felt the same, and was in generally good condition, my grandparents have been keeping it clean and renovating it for further use, all we needed was the finishing touches of paint and a few additions and the house would be suited for a home.
Since we had too much to move from our last house, we ended up driving 10 and a half hours from Florida to Virginia, we had to stop at North Carolina since there was the issue with housing, and decided to stay with our cousin for about three days. Our cousins name Mika, and she was my moms best friend by far, Mika and my Mom grew up together, and she's been there for every step in the way of my education and my brothers, and has been helping us with everything since our parent's started separating. I'm currently 15, and practicing for my learners permit, I started the course in Florida, but didn't get anywhere close to finishing, so I now have to study for my learners in Virginia instead.
We left on the third day, in the afternoon, headed to stay at our grandparents house until we eventually figured out where we would stay, Me and my Mother had stayed there before, when she had me we lived with my grandparents until the 6th grade, they still never cleaned out our old room cause that room me and our mother shared was our whole life, until she met our current stepfather. I never knew what happened to my birth father, I'd met him once but after that I haven't spoken to him again, the last time anything related to him happened, it was his current girlfriend asking if I still wanted the apple watch he had promised me for my birthday, which was really messed up, after that I had never even thought of him.
After COVID hit, my stepfather's job in Virginia had to relocate him if he wanted to keep working for them, the only two options, were Canada, aka one of the coldest places on earth suitable for living, and Florida, the vacation dream, and it was an obvious answer, and not long after we got the offer, the next week we started the moving process. 2 Years later, I'm a sophomore in high school, met some amazing friends, and life was going alright, it was the end of the third quarter when my parents finally separated, and I enrolled into a new school, though instead of making new friends, i re-made a lot of old ones, flowed into a friend group, though I can't really tell if they actually like me or not sometimes, so I'm somewhat suppressing myself.
My stepdad still contacts me, which makes me really happy, I'm not good with conversation, and he know's that, which is why he does most of the talking, but something inside me is just amazed that he's still calling me and checking up on us, it might have to do with something deep down and my old feelings for my birth father, but if I did then I can't remember them anymore.
When I said my stepfather keeps checking up on "us" I was referring to me and my brother, TJ, who, has been getting surprisingly annoying over time, turning into the bratty little brother that's in most story's or movies, he was the perfect brother years ago, he must've gotten swapped out in 3rd grade, there's no chance he's the same kid, I can't help but love him though, it must be built into our genes.
My Mom, who has had to endure both of us by herself, is doing surprisingly well mentally, and I'm happy that she's still doing fine while dealing with 2 boys. She started a new job in a dental office, and life isn't all that bad currently, so I think I'll be fine, started talking to some of my old friends or more from Florida, and they're obviously fine, nothing happened to most of them, so for now I'll just try to live and see how things go.
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