Green Light

Maturity: A death secne, and maybe some romance.
Fantasey: Umm, nothing much, realistic fiction.



Memories....that's all I have now. Just memories. I'll remember my mom, and I always will. And, to make it worse it was my fault she died. All mine. I remember it like it was just yesterday....

"Okay honey, I'm going to look in my planner, tell me when the light turns green, okay?"
I nodded. "Yep, I will,"
I decided to play a little trick on her, as a joke. The light stayed red for a while. I yawned.
"Green light," I said.
Well, my mom stepped on the gas, and we colided with another car. I remember being in horrible pain.
"Mommy?" I asked.
No answer.
I tried again. "Mummy, a-are you okay?"
No answer. Then, the light, and sirens. I remember blacking out, and waking up inside a hospatil. My dad was asleep on the chair next to me. I frowned. I didn't see my dad anymore.
"Daddy?" I asked.
His eyes fluttered open.
"Scarlett, you're awake!"
"Yeah, I am. Where's mom.....?"
"She....she.....she died in the accident, sweetheart,"
I remember laughing at his sick joke.
"Daddy, that's horrible. So, she's in the room next door?"
He looked at me sadly. "She died, hon,"
No. No no no no no no NO! My mom was......dead. This couldn't happen! I didn't have any friends! My mom was my friend. And now she was gone. Forever.
"They did everything they could sweetie. But...."
"Well, then they didn't try hard enough!" I was yelling now.
"They did everything that they could do. It just wasn't enough. She was severly injured when you hit that truck,"
I started crying hystericly. I just couldn't stop. My mom had just died what was I supposed to do? Scream? Beg for death? I don't know. So, I started crying.
"It'll be okay! You're coming to live with me now...." he said.
What? I was moving? To another state? No, this couldn't happen. Could not happen.
"But, I don't want to move to Florida. I like Maine!"
"Every kid loves Disney Land. Besides, Maine is cold. In Florida, it doesn't even snow!"
"Winter is my favorite season!" I snapped.
"Well, you'll have to get used to no Winter. I bought you a plain ticket for next weekend,"

So, here I was on the plain, my head resting against the window as I stared into nothingness.
"Aren't you excited?" my dad asked from the seat beside me.
"No." I replied dryly.
My dad sighed, tired of trying to get me as he had called "pumped" for moving. Who would be? Okay, I mean the average American would, but I guess I'm not average.
"I'm getting a snack," my dad announced.
Once he was gone, a boy sat next to me. I ignored him, but I couldn't help noticing how he looked my age.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi," I replied.
"So, what's your name?"
"Scarlett Shaye Yew. Yours?"
"Michale. Mike for short,"
We paused, and I looked out the plain window.
"How old are you?" I asked abruptly.
"Uh, thirteen,"
"I am too,"

Two hours after I arrived in Florida, my dad took me to Sea World. That, I had to admit was awesome. I got to swim with dolphins in water that wasn't cold. My dad took me back to his house, which also turned out to be a beach-house-mansion-thing. It was nice, but nothing like the cozy house I lived in with my mom. The boy, Mike gave me his adress, which turned out to be fifteen minutes from here. I also gave him my number, seeing as I didn't know the adress here.
"Are you hungry at all?" my dad asked.
"No."
"C'mon sweetie. Lighten' up!"
"Why should I?"
He sighed. "I suppose you're in that fase where teenagers whine, and complain, and sulk,"
"Not yet." I said.
"That's hard to believe," he muttered.
"Really?"
"Yeah, really." He paused, and then added, "don't you have any friends you wanna call?"
Yeah, Mike
"No."
"None at all?"
Yes
"My mom was my only friend."
"What a shame. Well, come on and I'll get you registered for school!"
"Uh, when do I start?"
"Well, next Monday of course!"
Next Monday? Next Monday? That was in three days! That's so not fair! I hate my dad! Thanks to him, I have to spend 7 hours listening to a teacher drone on and on and on.... Life here I could tell would be hard.

The last three days passed too quickly. Many of the 72 hours was me sulking in my room, or wandering around Sea World. Not exciting at all. So now, here I was on a bus with no one I know.

OMG. Poor Scarlett! I'd feel so bad if I was her. Nice job!

Thanks! I hope to be adding more soon!

Aw that's so sad! Poor Scarlett. Write more, this is really good so far!!

Thanks again!

I have to put some of my stories on here... most of them are the beginnings of chapter books though, novels even, so that'd be awfly long for here. But I'll go dig up some of my short stories and see what I find xD I have a huge fat folder in my room and at least 50 more stories or beginnings of stories saved on Word.

Cool! I just got mechanial pencils, so I'm going to write the *new* chapter of Roses and Thorns. (Grr, give me back my story mods!)

Oh those stupid mods. Grrrr.

Ooh, I found a cool story, I have no idea where I'm going with it, and it does have some slightly gory injuries... but it's cool! xD I might post it here, but maybe not if I find another awesomeful story

Ooooh! I found a good story! It's finished, it's pretty short, but I like it. I'm gonna go post it

Oh, cool! I can't wait to read it!

I posted it! It's called "I Wished For You" and it's here in Original Works

Cool, I just read it! It was so cool!

I really like this story! So sad, but good!! Nice job!

Thanks! I'll be adding more soon!

Okay; can't wait!

Yay!

Great new chapter!

Yay new chapter! I liked it!

Aw, sad.

Cool, this is really good please write more soon!