Only If I could

Packing up my bags wasn’t the hardest thing in the world to do as I thought it would be. More of a relief I feel when I think about it. This small town and these people who care more about what you're doing then what you have accomplished. So where am i going you may ask well what i forgot to mention is, This is just for the summer. My family thinks it might benefit me to get away from people. In reality I want to get away from them. But my mom said I would stay in the guest house if it made me feel better. I mean it did but i wasn't going to let her know that. Don't get me wrong i love my mom and dad but they just don't get me. Like when i said i wanted to be an artist and my dad said “ business is the best way to go and that's what you're doing, painting or whatever you're doing is just a hobby, Abby ok ''. It might have been better if my mom didn't shake her head yes, but here we are on the road headed for the family beach house with my brother giving me the rundown on star wars. Jake and i are twins, we look a little alike i guess you could say but are complete opposite but we go good together we don't argue that much and get along just great which i'm thankful for cause when i told jake what i wanted to do with my life he just smiled at me patted me on the back and said “ you can do anything you put your mind to Abby” and that is what i stick with when i think about painting and drawing.

It's about 8 pm when we pull up to the beach house, so I shake my brother awake to come and get the bags out. It's a pretty nice place. I do say so, you look just right past the trees you can see the sand and the ocean. I get my bags together and walk up to mom to get the guest house key. My mom gives me the look of I think not. Instead she puts her bags down and walks over to the front door of my new room and unlocks it. “Your not getting away with it that easy your not getting the key young lady i know you” my mom says ” i mean you walk in on me naked thats on you mother” i say “ well i least i will know where your at all the time “ its not like im going to run away” “ i would put it past you young lady” “ trust me if i wanted to i would but i agreed to go to this stupid thing so can i at least get privacy” “you keep pushing me abby and you will be sleeping next to me and dad for the rest of summer” “ fine but if i need anyone you will be the last person i call” mom just gives me this im tired of your bullshit face which she does when she cant yell because we have neighbors. I find it pretty fun if you ask me it's like the only thing she can do and it's priceless. Instead of doing anything else I just push open the door to the guest house and the first thing I smell is old. Like an old house that has dust and hasn't been touched or been in for a while.

Next thing i know is i have the sun shining in my face and i think to myself i really hate this pace like why did i agree to this. All i want is to fall back to sleep but i can't cause i hear my mother coming up the stairs, i wonder if i close my eyes if she will leave me alone oh boy was i wrong. “Get up we have to unpack and i have to go grocery shopping” “is this going to be an everyday thing” “ Is what going to be an everyday thing Abby” “ coming in and waking me up” “if you sleep like you do every summer then yes” “ i think not, mom come on you cant be like this” “ i can because i own this remember” “ oh yea please give me the run down again mother cause i would love that” “ i'm over your attitude Abby get your ass up and unpack and come and eat breakfast” i just get up and throw the covers off me and go down stairs where my clothes and other stuff is and i whisper to myself “ next time if you slap me you would sound just like trevor” i look behind me to see if i can see my moms face but its blank so she did not hear me. I do try to be better but i will never be so i just stick with the i don't care attitude which is better than being broken in front of everyone. “ on the topic of grocery shopping can i get some for the kitchen here just like snacks and stuff oh and some shades or something for the windows” i say to my mom “ i'm not sure Abby” “ no i understand” “ what type of snacks” my mom has that face of regret “ just something to snack on in between lunch and dinner” “ yea sweetheart i guess you can” “is there anyway you could pick them up for me, i was thinking about cleaning this place up and you know everything that i like right mom” in reality my mom has no idea what snacks i eat meaning she will pick up about anything and everything for me and my mom wont say no cause she wants to be a good parent and not let her kids down on the smallest thing ever , my moms more of a big let downer you know “oh yea Abbys now i might get some different stuff for you to try because they have different snack food down here ok” “oh yea for sue mom thank you” my mom goes to say something but just ends up walking out. I go out to see her get in her car and see my brother coming my way “ hey jake, moms getting snacks for me if i don't like any i will give them to you ok” “ you pulled the you know what i like didnt you” “ i do get more food that way you know” my brother just laughs at me with a big smile on his face. We do happen to do this alot, well i do this alot and my brother just benefits from this so he doesn't say anything “ what do you need pancake” its my nickname for him when nobody is around because that's all he knows how to cook cause in his owns words “it impress the ladies in the morning” so it's just an inside joke between us. “ i was wondering if you wanted to go down to the beach today” “ if i can paint then yes” “well of course why else would i ask you to come” i punch him on the shoulder as in i laugh cause he gets me and doesn't expect me to change “ what is you reason pancake” “ the girls what do you expect from me picasso” “ whatever loser” and at that he has his arm around my neck rubbing his fist into my hair laughing at me to apologize to him. I try to get his arm off of me telling him i would never do that when in the middle of this we hear a cough and look up to see a group of boys and two girls. Jake stops and we both fix ourselves when I punch him in his side. He gives me the side look of oh i'm going to kill you. I look up to see one of the boys looking me up and down. I make eye contact with him and look at the others. They are just what you expect for beach boys, the hot, tan and handsome guys you could think of with girls hanging on to them. I just shrug my shoulders and tell Jake I'm going back to clean the guest house if he needs anything just knock. He looks at me and says “ are sure you don't want to say hi” i give them one last look and say no and go back in the last thing i hear is jake saying hi to them and what do the want.i get inside and feel the a/c hit my legs and looking around and start to unpack my stuff.