"You mean that I am going to have a step-siblings? I don't want any more siblings mom. For years

"You mean that I am going to have a step-siblings? I don't want any more siblings mom. For years it's just been the us, why can't it stay that way?" I looked at my mom wanting her to say that it could be that way, just us, forever. "Maggie why can't you just see that I am happy? I love Jonathan and you'll just have to learn to love him too. Please just do this for me." My mom picked up the glass vase that held the flowers from my parents wedding and slowly wrapped the case in newspaper and set it in the box. She set the flowers down on the table and slowly taped the box shut and took it outside and put it on the moving truck. "Mom?" I looked down at the flowers and gently picked them up and then brought them back into my room and put …show more content…

"Maggie honey are you getting ready to leave already?" I stopped and looked at my mom and nodded. "Maggie do you mind taking Charlie back with you? We won't have enough room in the truck with your mom and I." I nodded then turned away from Jonathan and rolled my eyes. Charlie, who is eighteen the same age as me, walked over to my car and got in. I got behind the wheel and started the car. "Wow. Nice car Mags. I mean Maggie." "You can call me Mags. I just don't like Jonathan calling me that." I backed out of the driveway and started down the road towards my new life, so fun. "Why?" I glanced over at Charlie. I was surprised he normally didn't say more than two words to me whenever he saw me. "Uh," I stopped for a moment debating on whether or not to tell him the truth. "It was a nickname my dad gave me before he died." "Oh. Well…" Charlie didn't know what to say so he simply sat there as we drove to the new house. The rest of the ride was silent, even the radio didn't fill the silence that was hanging in the air. When we pulled up to the house I sighed. I didn't want to move not today, not tomorrow, never. I wanted to stay in the house I've lived in since I was born. "Well. Ready for this?" Charlie twisted in his seat so he was looking at me. "Nope." I said simply. There was no beating around the bush with this. "We should probably get in there and claim rooms. I don't want a sucky room." I looked over at