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Chapter 1:
I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot and my eyes staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where everyone here is New York is swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again, my teeth clutched together, and my fists closing together. I just wanted to scream! I pulled my shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… as toddlers… to kindergarten… and elementary school. Now going to our 8th grade year without each other. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any person I know, but she did live next door. She loves dancing, as much as I love to draw. I wonder how my other friends are… Kaitlyn would have never been popular if it were not for me. I loved to talk, but Kaitlyn didn’t. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye.
“Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is.
My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move.
“A better life for her and us,” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving.
My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window. We turned into a neighborhood that was surprisingly pretty. I could see teenager boys mowing their family’s yard. I also saw two little kids holding a lemonade stand. There were some kids outside, while others stayed inside from the hot heat. At every house, there was a rose garden with all extraordinary colors. I slouched down my seat and waited. I hadn’t seen the house before, since there was a long drive from New York to Virginia. My mom and dad only saw the house once, a long drive of course, but fell in love with the house. Neither did I want to see the house trying to not imagine what it would be like to leave Kaitlyn, my school, and my lovely apartment. Now I knew what it would be like. My dad, the driver at this very moment, turned our Red Honda into a driveway. I examined the peach colored house that was right in front of our car. The porch was colored a dark sea green, which stood on the left side of the house. The two car garage was also dark green, standing right in front of the driveway. I peeked over the top of the house, realizing my house was one storied. I suddenly disliked one story houses. Two storied houses were much better, I decided. I looked at our front yard that was placed in front of the porch. The grass was very green like it was watered every day. Not surprised, there was also a strip of the lawn filled with roses. Unbelievably, I suddenly liked my new neighborhood. I liked my new house. But a saddened thought came to my head. Kaitlyn would like this house, too. No, she would have loved it. But she’s not here anymore as tears swelled up in my eyes. Be strong, be strong, I thought. I had to stop thinking about Kaitlyn, I urged myself. But I have never been away from Kaitlyn. We lived right next to each other in apartments for the first twelve years of our lives. Now, thirteen years old we were, without each other. The thought of us living without each other in our new, important, special, teen lives made me almost cry. Almost. But I didn’t.

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