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Chapter 2 The Glory of Moving Day Again… It was getting late, and for some strange reason I wasn’t tired, well maybe a little tired but I can stay up a little more. I walked over to my door and I was about to shut it when I heard my mom laughing in her room, I can hear her say, oh Jeremy, cut it out, you’re so naughty”. You couldn’t believe how much that pissed me off, I just shut my door and I locked it because I didn’t want to be bothered by the bickering. I walked over to my closet, on it there was a poster of AC/DC, that was my favorite classic rock band, I opened my closet and with hesitation picked out some clothes for tomorrow, I was getting ready for school tomorrow I threw my clothes on top of my bed and my shirt made it halfway before landing on the floor. I didn’t care though; it was a shirt and not one of my favorites so it can just sit there. My mom didn’t have an iron, so all my clothes were always wrinkled. My mom said there is no point to buy an iron, because your clothes are just going to get wrinkled again, and you have to iron all the time. My mom didn’t believe in spending any money if she didn’t have too, if that was the damn case we would be millionaires instead of the average American. I pulled out the plastic container that was under my bed, and grabbed some school supplies to stuff into my book bag. I primarily had a list of the things that I wanted to bring, but due to the sheer excitement on my face I didn’t care. I think I stuffed a couple of highlighters in there also one or two notebooks, pens, folders, glue and some other stuff. I got my pajamas from my dresser and changed before I went to bed. I was in the middle of taking off my shirt, when I heard a knock on the door. It was my mom, I didn’t want to open the door then again I didn’t want to get grounded. I opened the door and I continued to change, she came in and sat at the corner of my bed. She looked at me and said “tomorrow is a big day, nervous”. I said, mom “I am almost 14, my birthday was coming up soon, I’ll be fine”. She pulled some money from her back pocket, even though it wasn’t her money, and placed it on my dresser. Here she said, so you can grab some lunch tomorrow, my mom I said, always considerate she probably gets that from Jeremy, then I sorted of chucked and grabbed the money. I finished changing and was getting into bed, when my mom leaned in and gave me a kiss on my cheek. Love you, she said good luck tomorrow make some friends. I looked at her and said I will; don’t worry at the same time wiping off the side of my cheek with my sleeve. She was about to leave out the door, when she told me that she is going to find a job tomorrow, so Jeremy is going to drop you off to school tomorrow. Now it was at that point where I got really upset, I couldn’t believe Jeremy, of all people, is going to drop me off, this would be the first time we spent more than a minute with each other. My mom shut my door and went to her room, now I couldn’t sleep, and I was staring at the ceiling for several hours before I started to get bored and I just closed my eyes, and went to sleep. I felt something pushing me on my shoulder, I woke up to a haze and it was Jeremy on the side of my bed. “Come on champ”, he said, “today is your big day you don’t want to be late”. I can tell you it was a pleasant site to see Jeremy early in the morning, he fucking smelled like beer and cigarettes, but then again when does he not smell like that shit, so it was pretty ordinary I guess. I got up and looked at the alarm it read 6:00 AM, it was too early. Jeremy stood up and said, “Let’s go, are you hungry there is some food on the table, eat and take a shower we have to be there by 8:00 AM”. I got up and partially made my bed, I didn’t care; I was probably going to go to sleep when I am done with school anyway. I picked up my jeans that were surprisingly on the side of my bed, and the shirt that was still on the ground. I grabbed my shirt, and just gave it a quick shake to get all the dust off of it. I grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom, now the worst part of taking a shower in the morning is the water is so damn cold. I was always paranoid about where I keep my stuff in the bathroom; I just didn’t like anyone using it that’s it. When I am in the shower, I have a pretty common routine, I always wash my face and hair, and then I use a body wash, then finish up with a face lotion. For someone who doesn’t care about his clothes, I care about my face and body, but then again who doesn’t. I stepped out the shower and dried off, and put my clothes on. I walked over to the kitchen table, and to my surprise the breakfast was very appetizing, it was left over from yesterday’s breakfast, but I wasn’t complaining because it’s still food. It was getting petty late if I can recall around 7:30 AM and I should start heading out. I grabbed my book bag from the corner of the table and made my way to Jeremy’s baby as he likes to call it, it was just a freaking car to me