Marshall was up and preparing breakfast for himself when he heard a knock at the door. He opened it to see two guys dressed in black suites and sunglasses.
“You must be from the school.” He answered dryly before they could introduce themselves. “We talked on the phone a few days ago.”
“Close the damn door, Marshall, you’re letting the heat out.” His mom yelled from the living room.
“Won’t you come in?” Marshall asked sarcastically. The two men came in and waited by the door. “You have an hour to pack and say good bye.”
“I’m already packed, I’ll be down in a few minutes” He answered, eager to get out. He finished his breakfast and ran upstairs to change and grab his suitcase. He changed into his usual plain black tee shirt and black jeans. He put on a black and white checkered belt and matching bracelet. He threw his music player into the suitcase and did a quick look around to see if he was forgetting anything. Nope he had it all. He grabbed his toothbrush and other bath products from the bathroom and packed them then went down stairs.
“Ready.” He said as he met the men at the door.
“Aren’t you going to say goodbye?” one of them asked him.
“I guess.” He sighed as if being asked to do a chore. He walked to the other room and stood at the entrance.
“Okay, I’m leaving. See you guys whenever this thing is over.” He called to them.
“Yeah, yeah, have fun at camp.” His mom muttered without looking away from the TV.
“Yeah, make sure you write.” His dad mumbled.
He sighed, turned and walked out of the room to the guys from the school.
“Let’s get the hell out of here.” He groaned as he picked up his suitcase and they all left.
He got in the car and watched the coastal city disappear behind them as they drove south to the school. He shed a single tear, not because he was going to miss the life he was leaving behind, but because he wasn’t. He took out his headphones, put them on and closed his eyes. It was a long trip south to the school, he might as well get some sleep.