Getting Adjusted Chapter 2

Getting adjusted to a new city, new friends, and new school while leaving the past behind.

This sucks… this really sucks… I hate moving… God I hate moving… God knows how much we move. This is what, the seventh time I’ve moved in my life. I hate moving, I just hate it. I have to leave my friends, my school, my team, this couldn’t be worse. And for what, Miami Florida… Uhg, the last place in the world I want to live in is Miami, Florida. Nonetheless, there’s nothing I can do about it.   Really there was nothing Tommy could do, he was stuck. Stuck moving again, Stuck repeating the same old routine of moving and finding new friends. He said his goodbyes to his friends and they were off, off from Hingsboro, New Jersey to Miami, Florida.

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          Now it’s been a month since Tommy has moved from Florida, in a new city where he knows no one on the last day of summer.

       “What are you up to Tommy, I’m just about to make steak for dinner” Tommy’s dad said.

       “I’m gona go for a run “said Tommy.

      “Ok, be back by 8.”

     Why run? It’s simple really, Tommy was an athlete, not just any athlete, he was a wrestler. Tommy was one of the best middle school wrestler’s in New Jersey last year, but going into high school wrestling was a completely different challenge, and he knew he had to be as physically prepared as he could. But it wasn’t just sports, Tommy loved the feeling of running. He loved what it did to his mind, when he ran, he could think clearly about everything. He could think about school, girl problems, friend issues, family trouble, everything. Running was Tommy’s escape from reality. It was different though, running in Miami; Hingsboro was a small, rural town with fields and trees; and small, little waterfalls where Tommy could go to think. But Miami was completely the opposite: long crowed roads, big buildings, and so many people. This was a transition that would be hard for Tommy to adjust to.

     What’s one more mile, I already ran 4, I can do 5. But should I, I do have my first day of school tomorrow. Man, that’s gona suck. I just know that’s gona suck. New teachers, new people, and High School. I’m gona have to deal with seniors. I wonder if their nice, I wonder if it’s not like the movies where the push around the freshman and tell them what to do. Well I guess I’m gona have to find out for myself.

     Tommy finished his run that lead past the long, crowded streets, past the open corn fields were farmers angrily threw corn stalks at him, past the developments were hundreds of kids that he didn’t know lived. When he got home to his new house, he walked in the front door, past his mother, who looked like she had just seen a ghost, which was normal. I mean that’s why he moved in the first place, because of the accident. That’s why his mother stayed in bed all day, why his dad could barley look at him, why it seemed like his parents were fighting all the time… because of the accident.

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It was October of last year, Tommy was on a run like he usually did every night, but tonight was different: his parents were calling him. This had never happened before, his parents knew not to call him when he was on his run, it was like a secret pack they had made. But they were calling him, so he knew it must have been important. He answered the phone to hear his mother in tears, barley able to speak:

    “Tommy, its bad, it’s really bad” his mother said in tears.

    “What’s going on mom? What’s wrong?”

   “It’s your brother, he’s...” She paused, barley being able to speak, “He’s been in an accident, a car accident, and he’s DEAD!” She hung up the phone immediately, knowing that she couldn’t bear hearing her younger son’s reaction to the passing of his older brother.

    WHAT! What! No, no this can’t be happening, my brother, he’s… no he’s not dead…it’s not possible…it’s just not possible. This broke Tommy’s heart, and his parents as well. His parents decided that they wanted a fresh start. Not for his parent’s jobs, which is the reason they usually moved, but to move away from the terrible tragedy that had occurred in New Jersey.                                                                                                 

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                        Here we go, first day of school this is going to be fun! Tommy knew he was kidding himself, but he was nervous. And what else does a nervous 14 year-old boy do when they’re waiting for the bus on the first day of their freshman year of high school. The bus then arrived, the old, yellow, narrow bus that Tommy had remembered seeing in New Jersey. He took his first step on to the bus, then the second step, then the third, each feeling harder to do then the previous. He saw an empty seat, so he sat there. He wasn’t interested in meeting new people, or liking his new school at all, all he wanted was to get through the day. The bus arrived at the school, Tommy was amazed at how big this school really was. Miami Central High school; Wow! He walked in the doors with his schedule in hand. Locker 339, when he got there, he put some of his belongings in his locker and went to his first class. By lunch, Tommy felt good about High school, he felt like it wasn’t much different from middle school, at least not yet. Until suddenly he ran into Trent Gonso. Trent Gonso was a senior, but not just any senior, he was thee athlete. The star quarter back, the captain of the wrestling team, and the captain of the Lacrosse team, and most importantly, he was 220lbs, 6 foot 5, and loved to pick on freshman.

     “Watch where you’re going punk.” Trent barked.

      “I’m sorry Mr. Trent.” Tommy said timidly.

      “Mr. Trent, who do you think you are, my maid. You don’t even have enough class to be my maid. I’m a billionaire, and you’re a nobody freshman. Next time you run into me, I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson.”

    “Ok, bye.” Tommy walked away as fast as he could.  Suddenly, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen walked up to him. She was about 5 feet tall, she had beautiful blonde hair, blue eyes, and smile that made the world stand still, that is, at least in Tommy’s eyes.

     “Hey, don’t worry about him. Not all seniors are like that. My brothers a senior and he’s not like that.” She said beautifully.

      “Ok, thanks. What’s your name?”

   “Miley. Your new here right, I mean I don’t remember you from middle school.”

   “Yeah I just moved here from New Jersey. My name’s Tommy, by the way.”

      She smiled, “Well Tommy, if you want you can come eat lunch with me and some of my friends.” She hesitated, “Only if you want to.”

    “Ok. Sure, that sounds better than what I was gona do.”

  “What were you gona do?"

  “I was gona eat alone.”

  “So you’re a loner?”

  “Sometimes.” I can’t believe I just said I was a loner. I’m such an idiot. He followed her over to a table in the corner of the cafeteria where she introduced her friends.

    “These are my friends: Tripp, John, Nate, Kierra, and Kiley. Guys this is Tommy, he’s new here.”

      So Tommy sat down, and ate lunch with these kids. Kids he had never met before that were now his friends on the first day of school.

    Wow! High school is easier than I thought it would be!”

Author's Note

I'm not the best with grammar and I didn't focus on grammer when I wrote this story , so please try and focus on the idea of the story. Constructive critism is welcomed!