A Few More Stops

It was about 10:30 at night and we were still driving. Mom said that if we kept driving the entire night, we would make it there by early morning. We made a few stops along the way. The gas station. A McDonald's drive-thru. A parking lot for Josie and Chanel to do their business. After that, we kept on driving. Gwen fell asleep with a Teen People magazine stuck to her face with Chanel in her lap. Josie fell asleep in my lap, I stayed up. "Adam's Song" by blink-182 was on my iPod. My mom was listening to some oldies station on the radio. I stroked Josie's back. I felt nervous. I didn't feel like starting over. I was fine where I was. I would miss my memories. I would miss my school. And most of all, I would mess my friends. Though I didn't have so much, I met my two best friends there; Nora and Seth. We always did everything together. They were so much fun. I would probably never see them again. Sure, I could always talk to them of Facebook and AIM, but I will probably never be standing two inches from them again. Ever. I could hear them now, calling me from outside my window... "DELL!! DELL!! DELANIE!!" I sighed, pressed my head against the window, and just hoped that something great would happen to me here. And, I have the slightest feeling that something will....

The Drive Down

I took my blue iPod out of my DC Shoes bag. Josie sat on my lap, purring. I looked over at Gwen. She took out her fuzzy hot pink pillow, rested her head on it, and listened to her green iPod. Her cat Chanel, was sitting in her lap as well, sleeping. She wore a white sweater, and on it, in gold words said "Chanel". I know Josie wouldn't like that. Chanel and I both have totally different attitudes. Just like Gwen and I. For example, Gwen loves bright colors, i choose darker ones. Gwen always get's A's in school, I always get F's. She has many friends. I don't. She hates reading, I could read all day. She is a nasty little cow, I am a nice little cow. There are many different differences, but that's all I can think of. My mom drove our Grey '97 Riviera over the Golden Gate Bridge. Yep. We lived in San Francsico. Well now, we are moving to New Mexico. As I looked at the rain drops hit my window. I love it when it rains. I didn't notice but, my foot hit Gwen's. She got up fast, and threw hit pillow at my head. "What's your problem you little mistake?" I looked up at her. I thought her head was gonna splin around like that girl in that movie called The Exorcist. "Gwen, sorry! It was an accident!!" I cried. My earphones fell out of my ears. "If you bother me one more time, I will shove my Coach flip-flops up your...."
"Delanie! Stop!!" My mom cried from the front of the car. "But mom! It was an accident!" "Mom!! She's annoying me!" Gwen cried. "Make her stop!!" "Mom!!" My mom stopped the car really fast. Josie went flying of my lap and landed on all fours on the car floor. Chanel hissed. My mom swung over in her seat to look at us both. "Both of you better kiss and make up, or shut up!! I have to concetrate when I drive, and I don't think we will like very much if I fall off the bridge because you two can't figure out the smallest of problems!!" "But mom..!" i started. "Delanie!! I have nooo time for you!!! Now shut up and apolgize to Gwen!!! I felt a knot in my throat. If you have a older, or younger sibling, who was guilty of a crime, and they blame you, and you get in trouble for it, you know that feeling. Gwen smirked fast so mom couldn't say anything. "I'm sorry." I mumbled. "Excuse me, what was that?" Gwen scoffed.
"I'm sorry!" i cried, tears were about to come down my face. "It's settled." Mom said, and she continued driving. I picked up my earphones, and as I was about to stick them back in my ear, I looked over at Gwen. She held Chanel, and stroked her head. Chanel looked at Josie, and hissed. Gwen giggled. I gave Chanel the stink eye, then picked up Joise. She looked at me, like she was p.o.ed too. "I know, I know." I said calmly. I placed her on my lap, and stroked her back fur. She purred. Then my favorite band, Bloc Party came on. I placed the iPod i n my left hand, while I strocked Joise with the other one. I wanted to get out of this car so bad. I couldn't stand these people anymore...and also because I had to pee.....

Introduction

I hate moving. This will be my 6th time moving. You see this will be my mother's 5th marriage that she will be ending. Geez what a tramp! And everytime mom gets a divorce, we always move. It sucks! You see, I'm not the greatest at making friends. Not because I have social problems like my perfect older sister Gwen thinks, it's because I'm shy and people think I'm strange. So what if I'm a bit emo, that doesn't mean that I'm strange. Can you blame me for being emo?? I don't even know who my real dad is, my mom never listens to us, and Gwen is just too opinionated. That doesn't give you the right to make fun of me. I don't cut myself though...ew. But I just were purple pink and black a lot, listen to punk music, wear converse up to my knees, and wear a lot of black eyeliner. But, that's just me. Delanie McQue. Or as kids in my class call me Delanie McPuke. Well, unfourtunelty i have to say goodbye again to me old home. Now as I walk into our car, holding my black cat Josie, I get the slightest feeling that this time, things will get better.