I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot, as I felt sweat trickle down my neck. My eyes were placed on staring at a morning, crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was still burning in here!
Here we were driving to the awesome New York summer outdoor swimming pool that opened early in the morning, and got very crowded. A hot summer day where about everyone in New York was going swimming. But I wondered how I could possibly fall asleep on such a short ride. What was taking so long? Why were we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again. My teeth clutched together. My fists slowly started to close together, feeling as if I would punch the window. I pulled my hair behind my shoulders, and gave them a little pull.
Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. I didn’t choose to move. It wasn’t fair at all that I had to wakeup at 4am just to drive to some old, dumb place? And where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope?! There was no hope without Kaitlyn…
Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? I just don’t understand it! Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… then toddlers… to kindergarten… and elementary school. We spent 6th and 7th grade together, dealing with new crushes and teachers, learning a little bit of ourselves along the way. Now, going to our 8th grade year without eachother seemed impossible. And just on year away from high school, too. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any friend or relative I knew, but then again, she did live next door. Kaitlyn always came to my house to show me some new dance steps she learned at dancing class, while I told her about my volleyball game that had happened the day before. Kaitlyn in New York and I, stranded her in Virginia, was not where I ever thought we would be a year ago.
I wondered how my other friends were… I saw all of my friends at the pool every day of the summer. But they didn’t know I was moving. I decided I shouldn’t tell them. I couldn’t.
I continued to glaze out the window, staring at the fields with cows and horses. I rolled my head over to look at my parents. My mother caught my eye.
“Hey, honey. You fell asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister was.
I was mad at my parents. Very mad. It was their fault we moved. I decided to avoid my parents as long as I was mad about moving.
My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly as we reached a sign that read: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Massie, my beautiful golden retriever, even barked with her head sticking out the window.

You've made quite a number of errors in what you've posted, and some of your prose is awkward. Try proofreading to correct and edit your beginning before continuing. Generally, when you write, you should do so as you talk. For instance: You would not really say: My eyes were placed on staring at a morning, crimson shade of the sun… Instead, your writing would be more polished and less cumbersome if you wrote: As I opened my eyes, I saw that morning had dawned and bright sunlight was shining upon the vast field which our car was passing. If what you've written, when you reread it, doesn't sound like everyday English, then it will be difficult for prospective readers to comprehend and will distract them from story-line. The concept of your potential novel or story is not terribly original in its beginning, but you haven't posted enough of it for me to be able to critique its content; I don't know what will happen next. If you do, and if you have the story planned, then definitely continue writing it; see how it goes. When you've finished it, try to have it critiqued by someone qualified who will be objective and who can assist you with editing and corrections. Good luck!