Chapter 1
“WHAT?!” My best friend screeched, dragging her feet to a stop on her swing.
“It’s true.” I sighed. “My own father, who is 4 points shy of a GENIUS, has been fired, which is RUINING my life.” I was telling my best friend, Cad Shern, about how MY daddy, computer genius, accidently crashed his whole business’s system, and got himself kicked out of WLC incorporated.
“That’s not all.” I whispered. “It also means Alt and I are being expelled from WLC school. (Alt is my 8 year old sister.)
Oh, I guess I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Shift Laimen. I’m 11 and 3/4 and am tall with short straight brown hair, and blue eyes. Daughter of Sarah and Wilbur Laimen. Wilbur Laimen, my daddy, is a computer genius. He works in a company (WLC) that builds and repairs computers. No one really knows what that stands for. Anyway, they have been working on a new computer, even better than a Macbook Pro. Last Thursday, my dad was testing the chat system on several different computers and accidently crashed them and erased all of the information on them. And there was ALOT of important information on some of them. So, yeah. He’s fired, and the school I go to is a school for the children who’s parents are in the company. This means we might have to move. There are no other schools in Monthill, Minnesota. It’s actually really small, most people have never heard of it. Daddy is looking for jobs in Freemand, the next town over. It’s not looking good though.
“Thats still not all.” I coughed.
“What? What else is there? It can’t possibly get worse.” Cad shook her head. She was biting her nails, a sure sign that she believed things could get worse.
“I’m probably moving.” I sighed.
“Where to? Freemand?” Cad’s nails had shriveled up to nothing.
“Hopefully. If my dad gets a job. You see, all of the adults are real angry with him. They don’t want him in the town anymore.” I shivered at the thought of leaving my home.
You couldn’t even see Cad’s nails now. Oh by the way, her name, Cad, stands for Control, Alt, Delete. That what you have to do when your computer freezes, on a PC. I know, some people in this company are real geeks. Including my dad. I mean, he named us after keys on a computer keyboard. A lot of people in this town are named like that. It’s pretty cool, if you ask me.
“You’ve got to stop doing that, Caddy.” I gestured toward her nails. “They’ll bleed.” I added. But we both know she wouldn’t care. Her phone beeped. She glanced at the text.
“I better go. Dinner’s ready.” She called as she ran away. “Bye, Shift.” And she was gone. I sat down on the swing, defeated. Because I had seen what the text message really said.
Chapter 2
“We’re moving. I found a new job in New York City. Won’t that be exciting?” My dad made the announcement at dinner one night.
“No.” I muttered. I was not surprised. I overheard Daddy telling Mom last night.
“What?” Alt whimpered. “Can’t I stay? I can move in with Carly. Or Deana! Pretty please? ”She whined.
“Alt, don’t be dumb, no on wants us here.” I slumped in my chair and closely watched my dad. He did not object, just looked down and swirled his potatoes around in the ketchup.
“Shift! That’s not true! We have lots of wonderful friends who will stand by us. A mistake is a mistake, no one is perfect. Forgiveness is the key, and…”
I tuned out the mom speech. When she was satisfied, I just nodded and apologized. Then I was excused. I went up to my room. I sat down at the big computer desk and stared at my unfinished homework. My essay on Microsoft’s monopoly would have been due today. I checked my email. None. I haven’t gotten an email in nearly a week. I signed into a chat room. It was Cad, Sam, Francis, and Qwerty. They all left when they saw my name. Except Cad.
yay4yellow: Hi
control.alt.delete.45: hey
yay4yellow: want to go to the park?
control.alt.delete.45: actually i have to go do geometry homework now. bye
yay4yellow: ok. bye.
control.alt.delete.45 has signed off.
So even my best friend was ditching me. Or had been told to ditch me. I laid down on my bed and stared up at the posters advertising the new computer my dad had been working on. I stood up and ripped them down, crumbling them into a giant ball and tried to slam dunk them into the can. I missed. Just then my mom walked in.
“Shift? I have a question for you.” Mom said, sitting down on my bed. She didn’t wait for me to answer.
“Where did you get the idea that we weren’t wanted here?” She asked, looking concerned. I buried my face in my pillow.
“I do not want to talk about it.” I said stubbornly.
“Come on.”
“No.”
“Shift!” She seemed angry. I gave in.
“FINE! Cad’s father told her to stay away from me. He said, if you’re with that Wilbur’s girl, get away from her. He said our family was nothing but trouble!” I began to cry.
“Did she tell you that?” Mom was back to her concerned mother face.
“No.” I sniffled, “I saw it in a text message. At the park the other day.”
“Oh, Shift I’m sorry.” My mother did not know what to say next. I could see it on her face. She is awkward like that. Good at lectures, but when the real trouble starts, not sure what to say. So she gave me a kiss and said I’d make new friends in New York. And then she left. I stayed in that spot, staring at the ceiling, until I eventually fell asleep.
Chapter 3
Well, the moving truck is packed. We are packed. We’re ready to move to 235, 12th street, New York, New York. I didn’t even say goodbye to Cad. All of our conversations were like the one we had in the chat room a couple weeks ago.
“Shift? Are we there yet?” Alt, the queen of whiners cried.
“Yeah. I think about 20 minutes.” I replied, checking my watch again. “One minute less then when you asked me last time.” I groaned. I tried to sleep. I woke up to the flight attendant saying we had begun to land so please buckle our seat belts. Alt grabbe
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