Always On The Move

Chapter 1

She was always on the move. Well not her but her mom. If her mom got a new job they'd move. I mean her mom was an excellent lawyer so any company or firm would be lucky to have her on there staff. But she always had to re locate every couple of years, a new promotion or a long term case, lately it had gotten to every few months unless the trail was going to take longer than a few months. At first Gabriella liked it she was a shy girl but now she was bored of it. She always started a new term in a new school in a new city. She could never plan ahead in case her mother got a promotion or a case. She hated it. She wanted to live somewhere for more than five or six months. She wanted to be able to plan ahead, make friends, and go to school dances and to date someone. She wasn't sure about the last one. What if she fell for someone and then she had to move again. She wasn't sure she could go though that.

The moving sucked, the car journeys sucked every more. Silence nothing but silence except for her mother's taste in music which was from the eighties so Gabriella always had her music in her ears – on loud. She felt like, like a teenage gypsy sometimes. She felt alone, her mom would work late nights and early mornings. So Gabriella would wake up in an empty house or apartment and go to sleep in one. She was getting sick of it.

Today wasn't any different, she had the feeling. She had said goodbye to her friend at the street corner and headed home. But when she got there her mother was home and the eighties music was on. It was packing time.

"Mom!" called Gabriella.

"Living room!" called her mother.

Gabriella dropped her bag and headed to the living room, leaning on the doorframe when she got there.

"Where to this time?" she asked.

"Albuquerque New Mexico," answered her mother.

"Promotion?" asked Gabriella.

Her mother nodded.

"Yeah my company are setting up a new firm there and they want me to run it," smiled her mother.

"To nurture it or to stay there and run it?" asked Gabriella.

"There not too sure yet," answered her mother.

"Are the packing boxes still under the stairs?" asked Gabriella.

"No I got them all out but you might need to run out and get some more some aren't in a good shape," answered her mother.

Gabriella nodded and grabbed her bag.

"I'll be back," she sighed.

At the store she ran into some friends who noticed the boxes in her hands.

"She got another promotion?" they asked.

Gabriella nodded. "Yep the eighties is on it's packing time."

"It's the middle of the semester," said one friend.

"Her bosses don't care," answered Gabriella, shrugging. "It's ok guys I'm used to it."

"We'll miss you," they smiled.

Gabriella nodded and once the goodbyes were though she headed home. Not ready for a new adventure.

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Gabriella Somerfield