13The Boy At The Rest Stop
Chapter 1
It was a beautiful summer day. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining. A typical summer day. Well, not this day. It is summer, but it's not a nice day. It's rainy, muggy, overall, horrible. I'm in the car with my parents, with the moving van behind us. Yepp, that's right, we are moving very far away from where we once lived. We were in beautiful Florida. We're heading to New York. That's right, New York. Crowded, rainy, horrible, and full of people and built up traffic New York. We still have another hour and a half till we get there. Gosh this ride has been really long and boring. Yawn. I've been sleeping and listening to music the whole ride; not including the stops once in a while.
You're probably wondering who I am, what I like to do, blah blah blah. Well, for starters, my name is Bellinda Violet Marie. You can either call me Bell, Violet, or Linda. I prefer Violet or Bell. Um, I am 17 years old. Favorite colors are black, purple, and red. I listen to every kind of music. But I prefer rock, metal, punk, and techno. Now for what I look like. I have brownish-blondish hair that is a little past my shoulders. Blue/green eyes, which they sometimes change depending on my mood. I'm kind of short, at least I think so. But I'm 5 feet 3 inches. I'm average, weighing at 112 pounds. I am thin, but not super model thin. The clothes I wear consist of skinny jeans, tank tops and t-shirts. I mainly wear blacks, purples, reds, and whites. I hate the color pink. Ugh. The shoes, converse, vans, slip on shoes. Hmm, that's all I can think of right now.
So we are at this place. It looks like there are bathrooms, vending machines, benches, the typical rest stop. Wow do I ever have to pee! Once we stop, I rush out of the car, past the people, to the girls' bathroom, and I stop to see that all the stalls are full. Damn it! So I'm in this line, humming to myself, waiting for the line to move so I can pee. Finally! There's an open stall! Yay! I rush to the stall and I do my business. After that, I walk to the sink to wash my hands, check my hair and makeup, then leave the bathroom after seeing that everything's fine.
Walking out of the bathroom, I head to the car and pull out my iPod. I close the door and look for my parents. I spot them sitting at a bench, so I walk over and join them. As I sit at the bench, my mom says, "We are almost there sweetie! Only another hour to go!" I put a thumbs up and a smile. My mom, Lucinda(Lucy for short), has always been the excited type. We get along great! We talk about everything possible! She is the greatest mom ever! All my friends loved her! Her cooking is the best too! She is 38 years old. She has blonde hair to the mid of her back, blue eyes, is 5 feet 6 inches, thin; weighing 130 pounds.
As for my dad, well, he's very protective, but can be fun. Like when I was little, he used to go sledding with me while my mom made chocolate chip cookies. My dads' name is Nicholas(Nick for short) and he's 39 years old. Only one year older then my mom! He has short brown hair, a bit of a beard; also brown. Hazel eyes, is 5 feet 9 inches, and weighs 210 pounds. He has a bit of a belly. But he's a great dad. Very caring, always played football with my guy friends. He's like every other dad about the having boyfriends. But those didn't last and I'd rather not get into detail about one of them.
Oh! Right, were was I. So I'm listening to my iPod, listening to Blood On The Dance Floor, and looking around and I spot this, this boy. He looks like he's 17. He has black hair that's shaggy and covers his one eye. The eye I can see looks to be icy blue. So very gorgeous. He's wearing black skinnies, a band t-shirt, which looks to be a Black Veil Brides. No Way! That's my favorite band! He must have great taste. He's wearing black and red converse, wrist bands, he's as thin as me, and is listening to his iPod as well. Hmm, I wonder what he's listening to. Oh no! He's looking back at me! I turn my head like I wasn't looking and I spot a squirrel. Wow really? Oh look, it's going up that tree! Awe, it looks so cute! My mom taps me on the shoulder and tells me it's time to go. So I get up and head to the car, get in and close the door. Still listening to my iPod, I take one last look at that boy only to see he's still looking at me. Gosh he's so gorgeous! Then we pull away and start out our hour drive to New York. Yay?