I watched the passing scenery from the passenger seat of my mother's black honda civic. Though there wasn't really anything to look at, just the vacant asphalt roads cutting through patches of grass. It was drizzling, which seemed the most appropriate weather for this time. The gray sky seemed to reflect my dismal feeling. Almost seeming comforting as my mother and I speed down the endless road in front of us on our way to New Jersey, Belleville to be exact.

As much as I wished it weren't so, it was. We were moving to some small, crime-ridden town in the middle of nowhere. I was being forced to leave everything that I was accustomed to behind. Friends. Memories. Favorite places. My job. My grandparents. And, my father.

My father. He is the reason we're moving in the first place. My parents just got through a divorce and my mom wanted to distance herself as far away from him as possible, even if it meant sacrificing what little happiness I had. Well, maybe that's to selfish of me. I really didn't have any friends, just acquaintances that managed to bare the burden of socializing with me in the cafeteria.

It's not like this move really mattered, I mean, in just a matter of months I would be turning eighteen. If it was really unbearable I could just move back to Ohio and get my own apartment. This move was like, a notch on my bedpost if you will, well, maybe not exactly that, but it's a close analogy. It's just one more thing for me to bitch about.

Casting another glum look out the window I sighed and took out my ipod. A nap would probably do me some good, or at least get my mind off of things for a while. I clicked through the songs before finally coming across what I had been looking for, Heaven Help Us by My Chemical Romance. I let Gerard's sweet voice lull me into a dreamless sleep.