A Love to remember

New School (Meeting Jerk-boy)

Elena POV

It has been several years since my family relocated from New York to Sacramento California. Although grandma still refuses to join us there because she believes one day there might be an earthquake or a wildfire that might exterminate the whole family. She is a bit difficult and exaggerates a lot but who could blame her with all the news of wildfire report that comes yearly from that state.

I myself didn’t mind the change, I always prefer the warmer climate, but it was lonely because it was also just my mom and me as my dad was always away. He is a soldier a Colonel in the army you see. He is one place today and another tomorrow after a while you lose track of his location that's if what they tell us is even true. I love him because he always tries to make time to join us for the holiday if not for that I might have forgotten I have a dad.

It was mom idea that we move back to New York since it busier there and I could see gramma and all my old friends again. I was not fond of the idea, but I felt sad for my mom. I had school friend, but she was always home watching soap opera all by herself every day, so I supported the idea to save her from her boring life not know what wheel I had set in place.

I know science and technology as improved, but it will be nice if they could invent a way for one not to feel fatigue in plane rides because by the time I arrived in New York I felt sick. But after seeing grandma's face, I knew some relieve.

So here we are driving home in her shabby Nissan Sentra, but the ride is not what matter it is the destination we look forward to. I might be saying gibberish only out of boredom of watching my mom and grandma talk about her love life. Seriously what does an 80-year-old gramma do for a date? I sort just imagined bingo. Maybe we will find out when I’m their age.

Home sweet home the welcome sign said. I went upstairs to my old room only to find nothing has change yeah home sweet home with all the dust and mold from 5 years ago. I’m sure she clean mom room but of course I have to clean mine.

We ate dinner late that night because someone had to clean five years’ worth of cobwebs, dust, and dirt. One would think I deserve a week break for that, but no school stared form me in three days. Fun right?

George Washington high school I read as I stood in front of the building, we all had to go through a scanning machine, so there was a cue of students. I went to get my schedule, but as I entered the office, I saw a mature man, well maybe my age or perhaps a grade higher than mine crying out of the counselor office he tried to hide it as he saw me, but I had already seen. He looked at me with disgust I pissed because it’s my first day and this is my greeting.

My first class was English. I love school but starting in the middle of the semester is not fun. Everyone has already picked out their friends and lunch buddies, and you feel like the outcast. But this is for mom she deserves it, or so I keep telling myself to feel better till I bumped into guess who?

Crying counselor office guy to make matter worst not only did he not apologize he snapped at me as if it was only my fault, hello people collision here. Just because you handsome ok a lot of handsome doesn't mean you lose manners. It was only then I realized we have the same class. Yep, the jerk, lots of handsome is my classmate.

Okay, it only might be just this class calm down it is just 40 minutes. I started to calm down when my teacher broke my cool. She is the kind of teacher every student hates the type that feels just because they have a degree in education; they can dictate where we seat. I mean who still assign seats in the 21 century well this lady whatever her name is. And by my precious luck or sour luck it seems, my seatmate is crying counselor office guy.