The Mysterious Boy

Caroline's POV   It was time for us to move again. I didn't really want to. It broke my heart that I had to leave everyone I met and made friends with again. This isn't the first time my parents and I have had to move for the sake of their work. I've had to move to California, Florida, New York, Washington, hell even Japan. We have been on the move for quite some time now. It's like they either get a promotion every year or some raise that makes them want to work harder for the company they work for. They might as well own the company.  But us moving wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't gotten so attached to people everyone time we moved. This move we're making now,  is supposed to be the last, but I highly doubt it.  "Honey, do you have all your stuff packed!" My mom yelled up to me from downstairs "Yes mom, I'm all ready!" I yelled back just to make sure she heard me I was currently sitting on my bed, waiting for my parents so that we can leave the home. It was heartbreaking, and it stung a little bit, but hey look on the bright side... I actually don't see a bright side now that I think about it. I was leaving my friends, cheerleading, and most of all,  Steven. Steven was my boyfriend for the last 8 months, and I did not want to leave him. It broke my heart that I had to. I knew that he would come by before I had to go, so I told my friend Moriah to tell him that we already left. It would be best if I didn't get a final goodbye from Steven. It would only hurt more... About 3 minutes of thinking about Steven went by before my mom called to me again. " Caroline honey, it's time to go" She yelled  I didn't give her a response because I was so sad thinking about this terrible thing my parents were doing to me again. I just grabbed my things and started heading downstairs. I knew my parents wanted me to have a good life. I knew they took their work serious. I knew they wanted things to be easier. This was the one thing I hated most about being their child. But I loved them, and they loved me. Nevertheless it never made leaving easier. What if this time I don't fit in? Or what if they treat me like a spoiled rich girl just because of my parents job? What if they see my clothes and start assuming I'm better than them? I didn't want to be the b***h queen of the school. I didn't want to move again. I just wanted to be normal, act normal, feel normal. I hope these negative feelings pass soon. "Sweetie why do you look so gloom?" my mother asked "I just, I don't want to move again mom. I'm leaving Steven and my friends, and this isn't the first time we've had to move. But it's the first time I've found a  boy who I really like, and now your taking him away from me." "Honey we aren't taking him away from you, we're trying to provide you with a stable life. If we can do this now, then you won't have to work for it later. I hope you know that we don't want to hurt you, but we are your parents and not his. We have to worry about our daughter. And yes, we know that it bothers you that we have to move again, but we are moving to provide for you. I'm sorry we have to do this, but for the sake of you and your future, we must do this." I knew my mother's words were sincere, and as badly as I didn't want to accept them, I knew they were true. So I just nodded my head and went to the car with my bags. And now we're on the move again. 8 hours later We had finally arrived to the brand new house. It was nice and big, but that wasn't uncommon for my parents. They loved their space in the house. It was extremely warm here. My dad offered me some water that I happily accepted. Damn it was so hot. The car was parked in the driveway, and I was going to get my bags from the trunk. I didn't need so many bags for my clothes considering my parents would just allow me to get more once we got here. So I just decided to not take all of my clothes and buy some more when we arrived. I had two bags in my hand and I started to make my way to the house and I saw someone running on the sidewalk. I turned and looked and saw a boy. But he looked like a grown man...he had muscles and speed like a man too. He was wearing a short sleeve hoodie, and he had his hood on. I was staring at him, and he took a short glance my way before he continued running with ease. I could tell he was a fit guy by the way he ran. After he took off past me, my mother called for me and I went inside the house to see what she needed.  "Caroline honey, can you grab me and your dad's bags please?" "Yes sure mom" I went to quickly look at the backyard because it was right by where my mom was standing. I looked and saw the open space with grass. It was lovely, I couldn't deny that. Right when you walked out to the backyard, the open area is in front of you, and to the left, there is a pool. That will come in handy one day hopefully. I left the backyard after about 5 minutes of admiring the view of the trees and squirrels running up the trees. They were quite adorable. I guess this is my reward for being such a good girl and listening to my parents. I made my way to the car to pick up my parents bags and... Wait No way He can run that fast???? I saw the same guy running that I saw earlier. But he was running slightly faster. I noticed the cord running into his pocket. He must be listening to music which is making his adrenaline pump faster. But still. He looked so fast And he was so athletic How did his arms have so much muscle? I looked at him run, but he didn't notice me this time. His speed surprised me because this was such a long road. He came back around so fast. It amazed me. It made me want to run so that I could become fast as well.  After watching him pass me, I continued with grabbing the bags, turned, and went inside to take my parents bags inside the fresh new home. Oh no I forgot to do it Shit! I forgot to do the homework  Dammit! I had homework for the new school that was due tomorrow. The school gave me books early because of my high GPA. I don't like to brag about it, but I was fairly smart. My parents wouldn't allow me to not be the best in my class. They wanted me to be the best at what I was doing in school. Cheerleading, academics, baking, you name it. I had to study before I went to bed. I can just do it in the morning. I wanted to relax for the night after the long ride here. "Mom is it okay if I don't unpack today and just start to relax for the night?" I asked sweetly "Yes dear that is fine, just make sure that you shower and sort out your textbooks for school tomorrow." "Thanks mom!" I kissed her on the cheek  I brought my two boxes and my bags upstairs and neatly put them in the corner. I sorted out my textbooks like my mother had asked me too. I pulled out my short shorts and a t-shirt for when I get out of the shower later.  I turned the water on, adjusting how warm I wanted the water to be. When I liked the temperature, I slowly moved into the water, allowing it to go down my back, soaking my brown hair. I washed myself and exited the shower getting ready to lie down and pulled out my phone as the sunlight slowly started to retract. I pulled out my cover to warm myself. I looked at my screen saver. It was me and Steven eating frozen yogurt. I changed the screen saver to a picture of me and my parents. It hurt too much to keep looking at him, so I got rid of the picture...all of them. I know I never got to give you a proper goodbye. I hesitantly pushed the delete button on all of the pictures of me and Steven. With two tears slowly coming down my face I finally got to give him a proper farewell. Goodbye Steven, It's time for a new chapter in my life without you...