Swing Set, chapter 1

"Not again." Imumbled to myself. Listening to arguing all the time becomes very annoying. I'm Meghan. I have a dirty blonde hair thats about mid back, blue eyes, and an okay hieght. My parents decided to move to Berkley, California in the summer of 1989, and I could not be anymore mad than I already was. " I can't take it anymore.

"I'm leaving!" I heard my dad scream, then a big BANG. MY dad always does that when he gets pissed off. I'm afraid that the doors hinges with break and the door will collapse. I decided to go down stairs and talk to my mom. My mom is so nice. All my friends back in Canada liked her. My best friend whom I've know since I was seven always used to say that my mom was cool. God do I miss her, along with Alee, Anna, and Adrienne. I went down stairs to see my mom crying. She never usually crys.

"Mom, are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, don't worry about me I'm fine. Meghan can you do me a favor and bring you brother to the nearest park? If you can find one."

"Yeah, okay I need to get out anyways."

I set off to the park with my brother Alain.We walked around for about 30 minutes before finally finding a park. It wasn't that far away from our house, I guess we passed it a few times. A soon and we got there my brother found a jungle gym and started to climb around. I walked over to a swing set and started to swing. After about and hour of sitting on the swing my brother said he wanted to go home. When we got home dad wasn't home yet.

"Typical..." I said to myself. My dad was probably going to get wasted, like usual. He's not soppost to be drinking, since he has diabeties. I wemt back up to my room and continued to unpack all my stuff. It was still pretty light out side. I checked my clock, 3:28. I grabbed my guitar, and plugged in my amp. I've been playing guitar since my dad got me it when I was 12. I have to say I was pretty good. Everyone would ask me if I got lessons but I would say no, I self taught myself. I got bored of playing and told my mom I was going back to the park. I slipped on my shoes and walked back to the park.

When I got to the park there was a boy sitting on one of the 4 swings. He had blonde hair, and looked pretty skinny. I walked over and sat on the swing beside him. He had his head down and didn't notice I was on the swing next to him.

"Hey.." He looked up and he looked like he was crying a bit. His eyes were a little red.
"Hi..." He said pretty quietly.
"Are you okay" I asked.
"Yeah.. I'm okay..I Mike by the way."
"Meghan"
"Did you just move here? I haven't seen you before."
"Yeah,I just moved here all the way from Canada."
"Wow! That pretty far away!" He looked pretty surprised.
"Yeah."
"Well if you want I can show you around."
"That would be great. I have no idea where anything is. It took me half and hour to find this place and I only live 5 minutes away!" We both laughed a little, then Mike and me started to walk around. He showed me everything, and we even found out were going to the same school. I was so relieved. I was so nervous I wouldn't make any friends. I was kinda curious as to why Mike had been crying but I didn't want to ask. I had only known him for 15 mintues.

"Do you to meet my friends Meg?" He asked.
"Yeah sure. I have nothing to do anyways."

We walked untill we got to a house that looked a little old. When we moved here I knew that everything wouldn't be as good in Berkley, but I still wasn't used to it yet.

"Here we are." He said while opening up the door. The house was pretty big inside. We walked in and on the couch were three guys. The one I noticed first was the one with blue hair. One of the others had green hair and when he looked up he had blue eyes. I looked at Mike and noticed he was looking at me. I had just noticed his blue eyes. They were a lighter blue than mine. I smiled at him and he returned a smile. I looked at the last guy sitting at the couch. He had dark brown hair. He was looking outside.

"Hey, Mikey boy. You're back, and with a girl too. You work fast man!" said the one with blue hair. I noticed he had really nice green eyes. I always wanteed green eyes, but I can't exactly go just change my eye color.

"Guys, this is Meghan. She moved here from Canada, and Billie she's just a friend."

Then one who had looked up the first time walked up to me.

"I'm Tre Cool, but just call me Tre, or sexy ass."
"Okay there..."I said. Tre went and sat back down and continued watching whatever they were watching.

"Meg, this is Billie" He said pointing to the blue haired one. "And this is Alex, but he likes being called Bia." He pointed to the one staring out the window. He still didn't look up.
"Why Bia?"
"It's short for Biafore, which is his last name."
"Okay." Mike walked over to Alex, and waved his hand over his face.
"Alex..." No answer. "BIA!!!" Mike called again, and finally he moved.

"Did you call me?" Bia said.

"What on earth were you thinking about?!" Mike said kinda annoyed.

"Oh nothing interesting."

"He was thinking about boobs I no it!!" Tre said.

"Tre I wasn't thinking about that."

" YES YOU WERE!!!"

"Whatever" Bia looked at me. He had a mixture of blue and green in his eyes. 'Pretty cool' I thought.

"Well who is this?" Bia asked.

"This is Meghan, but I call her Meg." Mike said. I looked at Bia again. He had curly hair. 'I didn't notice that' I thought.

After 2 hours of hanging out with everyone I had to go home. It was dark put so Mike said he'd walk me home.

"Soo... What did you think about the guys?"
"They were cool. Tre is strange though."
"Ya, he is pretty werid. You'll get use to him."
"Okay. Well here's my house. I guess I'll talk to you later."
"Okay" I hugged Mike and ran into my house. I was really happy. In only a day I had made 4 friends. At least I won't be alone.
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