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Chapter 2: St. Louis
"Attention passengers. Flight C248 is now boarding." The flight attendant said over the intercom. My mom turned to me and my brother and opened her arms.
"Bye, kids. Call me when you get to St. Louis." She gave my brother and I a quick hug, then rushed off to the flight attendant to validate her ticket. My mom was going to Australia for a year. She said she was too tied down here in Chicago with 2 kids and a husband, and she needed to explore the world. She threw my dad the divorce papers, now here we are 2 months later.
My mom leaving didn't really do anything for me. We were never close. She always wanted me to be the perfect cheerleader or dancer. I was always more into running. To tell you the truth, I was actually kind of relieved she was leaving. My mother was always super strict and we didn't really ever get along. I'm more of a daddy's girl.
My mom waved goodbye to us one last time then walked onto the plane terminal. Me and my brother, Aaron, walked through the airport to the parking lot where my dad was waiting in the car. The inside and the top of the car was packed with our stuff, plus the U-Haul trailer attatched to the bumper. I climbed in the back seat, pulled out my iPod, and said goodbye to Chicago.
Like my mother, my dad didn't want to stay here either. He got a job offer at a law firm in St. Louis, Missouri. I didn't really mind leaving either. I was never one to complain about anything. I usually just kept my mouth shut about everything and just go along with it. My brother on the other hand....
"Dad, why did we have to leave?" He asked from the front passenger seat. "Why couldn't we just stay here until I was done with school. Do you know how hard it's going to be to do my senior year in a new school? I'm not going to know anyone."
"Because I needed to get out of Chicago. And plus, at this new job, I'll make more money and we'll all have better lives." My dad explained.
"Whatever." He leaned back against his seat and stared out the window. I leaned forward and placed a hand on my dad's shoulder.
"Don't worry, daddy. He'll get over it. And I'm happy that we're moving."
He looked back at me and smiled. My dad and I always got along really well. Unlike my mother, he supported my choice of running over cheerleading. He even would race me sometimes to help me get faster.
We arrived in St. Louis around 5. When we got to the new house, we unloaded everything and just put the stuff in the appropriate rooms. All the furniture was already here, so it wouldn't be too hard to unpack everything. After everything was out of the car, my dad turned to us.
"Anyone hungry?" he asked.
After much debating, my dad and Aaron finally agreed on ordering pizza. Like usual, I didn't participate in the debate. I was fine with whatever.
The pizza was absolutely delicious. It was from a family owned company and it was probably the best pizza I've ever had. After we were finished eating, we went to our bedrooms to unpack. I was confused when I saw I didn't have a dresser, but then I noticed the huge walk-in closet and realized I didn't need a dresser. I was very happy with this. After all my clothes were put away, my bed stuff neatly on my new queen size bed, and my posters and pictures hung up on the walls, I was finally done. It was almost 10 at night, so I decided to go to sleep. After all, I started at a new school in the moring.