I started to unbox my clothes.
My red hair fell into my face, and covered my blue eyes.

My pale hands gripped one of my shirts. I started to tear up. I'd never fitted in anywhere, but I hated having to keep moving.
If only dad was here.

A small tear rolled down my cheek.
If only daddy was here...

Things would be so much better.
We wouldn't have to move because of mom's job, I wouldn't be THAT KID in every school I've gone to.

He could've helped me make friends.

My only real friend was a girl who didn't know who my family was, and therefore didn't have a reason to hate me.

A girl named Kagami.

She had been really short, and had short blue hair. She had left after only a year in Italy, and that was about as long as I had stayed there as well.

I'd heard she lived here now. Maybe I could see her.

But she probably hated me now...

Like all the rest.