Chapter 2 Little different

It's been a week since I've moved to California, I want to say things are easier at Munson high but they aren't in the slightest. This school is huge, it's so big that I had to draw a map for me to get around. And I still get lost. Despite that my teachers are nice, and so far the assignments have been pretty easy. My favorite class is biology. My teacher, she is more of a hands on teacher then a note taker teacher. So everyday we go to class there is some sort of activities that we have to do for the lesson of the day.

I haven't made any friends, not that I expected to. But it's annoying having to go home to my mom and explain to her that I didn't talk to anyone or get anyone name and that I wasn't going to be sneaking out to go to any parties.

" I just don't get it, when I was your age I had to come up with new ways to sneak out of my house so your grandfather didn't notice I was gone" she told me the other night at dinner

" I don't know mom, I'm more of a home body. You were, excuse me are more of a go get them type of person" I told her looking down at my plate. She didn't say anything which I felt relieved. My dad is just as outgoing as my mom, and my brother Nathan is even worse then those two combined. Which I didn't find possible. It's not that I enjoy being different, sometimes I wish I enjoyed the things that my family does. It would make family time more enjoyable. Well not that we have family time anymore. But no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't get into the things they were into. I didn't find the excitement of meeting people, seeing places things like that. I would love to have friends, and go shopping. I would love to spend Friday nights sitting in a circle painting my nails talking about my crush to a few girl friends. But i just wasn't wired that way.

My brother use to make fun of me and say that I was adopted, and sometimes I feel like he is right. But I look exactly like my dad. I share his pitch black hair and his bright blue eyes. His nose comes more at a point where mine is more of a nub. On the other hand I look nothing like my mom which is funny. Because they say the girls favor their mother. My mother has platinum blonde hair with almond colored eyes and freckles. I guess you can say Nathan looks more like her then either of us. But he shares the black hair like my father and me.

Oh how I miss them, how I miss Virginia and my small home and my small bedroom. It's to big here, there's just to much going on here in California.

"Jess what is it?" I glanced up to notice my mom staring intently at me. I didn't say anything I just kept looking down at my plate. I couldn't bring myself to tell her I hate it here. I couldn't bring myself to tell her I wanted to go back home to dads. After the divorce she was a mess, so when her boss Jack offered her a promotion with paid moving expense she didn't hesitate to jump at the offer.

" it's nothing mom. Just thinking about my biology project" I lied. She just gave me a small smile and continued eating. I watched her for a second and told myself that I can suck it up, I can stick this out for 2 years. My mom needed this and she has done so much for my brother and I. So I can do this for her. From this day forward I will do what I need to do to be happy in California.