"I don't want to move mom"Ginevra sat on the edge of her half packed bed,arms folded and her voice sharp with frustration.Her eyes swept across the packed bags across the room.
Her mom paused, folding the last of Ginevra's clothes into a box.She sighed but her eyes softened with patience."I know, sweetheart.Change is never easy.But sometimes,it's in the middle of a change that we find something we're meant to hold onto.Trust me Ginny this move might be the beginning of something you might thank me for one day"
"But that's what you always say every single time we want to move"she said her face covered with frustration.
"Trust me Ginevra.This could be it,you can never tell u know"
Ginevra scowled, tapping her foot against the floor "I doubt it".Her voice cracked slightly,betraying the tears she refused to let fall.
The days after the move were filled with silence and sulking.Ginevra spent most of her time in her room clinging to the comfort of her books and sketchpads.The pages became her escape,world she could control when her own felt like shifting sand But her mother wouldn't let her wall herself forever
Ginevra went downstairs to get water from the refrigerator,turned it into a glasscup and was drinking when her mother came in with groceries apparently she went shopping.
"Hey mom,welcome"she said
"Thanks sweetheart.How is your day going so far?"Her mom asked
"Well,still the same since we moved in"she replied.
Her mother dropped down the groceries,washed her hands and wiped it dry.Then she fix a firm and loving gaze on her daughter."You would be 16 in 2 months and you need to go out,meet people your age and have friends The world won't always wait for you to be ready always,Ginny".
Ginny groaned,tracing circles on the wooden table "What if I dont want friends?"
"Then you would never know who you were meant to meet"Her mother's words were soft but carried a weight that stuck in Ginevra's chest.
Reluctantly,Ginevra agreed
"Whatever,I'm going and when I finally have "friends" don't complain about it"
"Let's see about that first".Her mom laughed
It was on this day that she decided to step outside that it happened.A black sedan pulled up,sleeked and polished.its surface glinting beneath the sunlight.The way it stopped at the neighbouring house made Ginevra's stomach twist.
The door opened,and out stepped a boy.He looked about 17 with dark hair that caught the sunlight as he pushed it away from his face.
He glanced at her, curiosity flicking in his eyes and in that fleeting moment,Ginevra felt her world tilt so slightly.For some reasons she couldn't look away
"Come on Finn"his mother's voice reasonated from their doorway.
Finn.The name etched itself quietly into her heart. And Just like that her new place didn't feel unfamiliar anymore.