First Page of my new project with Shane: AKA The Move

Shane Sheppard stared out the window of the family van. They were moving to a new city. Wilson, a golden retriever and his step-dad, had insisted that they move to his old hometown, that it would be a good experience for the family. Shane believed him. In fact, he was actually really excited about the concept of going to a new town and living there. He had never really liked the town he was from. Reminded him too much of his dad. Wilson had come around ten years ago and given Shane a new and better father figure to look up to. Plus, Wilson treated him and his mom right, and even gave his mom another kid.

Shane looked next to him at his little brother who was a sheppard/retriever mix, Kurt played his Gameboy. His brother was kind of annoying sometimes, but Shane could easily see past that. Shane loved his little brother; he was probably one of the only people Shane felt like he could talk to.

For some reason, though, Kurt wasn’t very excited to move. Kurt actually had friends that he didn’t want to leave. Shane didn’t have that pleasure. He had only had one good friend. Cody Hallington. He was a Collie, and Shane’s best friend back home. Home… He couldn’t really call it that anymore… and honestly, he really didn’t remember much about Cody, except that he was a foster kid and that he lived in another state now. But he knew Cody was his best friend and that they would always be friends.

As he turned to look back out the window, he noticed the sky was getting darker. Shane looked at his watch. It was only noon. It shouldn't be that dark yet. “Wilson? Why is the sky getting so dark?”

Wilson looked at Shane through the rearview mirror.  “It's nothing Shane. It just means we're getting closer to Spokesville.”

Shane cocked his head, “Is it always so dark?”

“Yeah.” Wilson chuckled, “Guess I am so used to it that it doesn't surprise me.”

“Dark is so boring, dad. Why can't we go back to Chicago!” Kurt groaned when his game-boy ran out of juice.

Their mom turned around. “It was getting too crowded in Chicago and you know your father was starting to get sick.”

Shane remembered. Every year when summer would come, Wilson would get a bad sun burn and stay inside from weeks. “I am glad we moved. Maybe I'll have a chance to meet so new people… Maybe make some friends…”

Wilson gave Shane a sympathetic look. “You'll fit in fine, Shane.”

Shane had a tough time believing that. He had a weird sense of style and a quiet personality. He liked dressing in dark colors and coloring the fur on his head. He had a piercing in his right ear. In fact, people used to make fun of him for looking like a vampire. He hoped that this new town would be more accepting of him.