Avery let her eyes travel up from her book, giving a quiet glance to the man beside her. He had been talking constantly about the cars he was fixing, mainly the one he had been planning to give to Avery. It had been this way since they left the house, and she was positive that he knew she wasn't paying attention. The whole drive, which was quite long, her attention had been held by her book. A book about psychic powers and falling in love with a vampire.
Though she couldn't stop herself from letting her father's words sink in every once in a while. Her guilt would only slowly start to rise, but as it kept pushing, she had to let up just a bit. It wasn't very interesting, hearing about the many different aspects of fixing these cars, and half of the time, she didn't understand what he was saying. But she listened anyway, if only to ease her conscience.
With a sigh, her father stopped the car, causing her to jerk forward a little. Turning her eyes to the window, she saw why they had stopped. They had reach their destination. St. Jude. A boarding school.
Her eyes glanced to her book, then to the window, then to her father. This went on several times before she simply closed her eyes, shutting the book in the process. She sat the book in her lap, turning her head to her father. Her eyes opened, and she let her head rest against the back of the seat.
They were both silent for a moment. She knew he wanted to say something, it was written all over his face. But he just kept his hands on the steering wheel, staring forward, not even glancing towards her. Avery had always been a patient person. She had no reason not to be. Though, she had to sigh. She was here for a reason, and that reason couldn't wait forever.
"If you aren't going to speak to me, I'm going ahead and leaving." she said, sending her midnight blue eyes over to the door, then rolling them back to face her father.
His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter, and her hands paused, the one that was about to open the door. She crossed her arms across her chest, her book now in her lap, waiting.
"Avery. I want you to be- Be a good girl. Do what you're told." it seemed he was struggling to find his words, so she kept her mouth shut. "I know you've been a bit. . . out of the ordinary, and I hope some time away from home will make you feel better. I think a change of scenery will do you some good. I know how the same old atmosphere could be boring, but-" he stopped again, this time, turning to face her.
"But please try your best." he said, giving her a slight smile.
Avery sighed, pushing a loose strand of caramel hair behind her ear. "Don't worry dad. I have no intention of falling behind in my studies. I'm here for the sole purpose of learning. That's it." she gave a reassuring smile.
"Good girl. Now, get going. I'm sure you have a lot to do today, getting used to things and all." he told her.
Avery nodded, pushing the car door open. "I'll be sure to call you tonight, to say goodnight." she said, stepping out of the car.
After slamming the car door, she waved at her dad, who started the car back up. She watched as he drove away, and once he was out of sight, she turned towards her new school. She pulled her bag up closer on her shoulders, gripping her book tighter with the hand she held it in. Kids were all around her. She wasn't fond of big crowds, but it was something she'd have to get used to. She'd adjust.
With a deep sigh, she began following after the kids, not knowing exactly where she was headed herself. It was time for a new start, in a place with people she had never met. It was a first new start for her, her first time being around complete strangers.
Taking a quick glance around, she pulled her book open again, her eyes scanning over the pages. She could read while she walked, but that would mean putting forth a lot of effort, and she just wasn't in that kind of mood. So, sighing once again, she closed her book, opening her bag, and tossing the book inside. She'd have plenty of time to read that night. Missing a few hours of sleep wouldn't cause her any harm. Besides, she had different things to worry about: School.