Can you read the start of my story and tell me if it's good? I'm 14 and wanna be a author. Please help?

Here is the start. This story is going to be like Fantasy/Suspense. But for Teens!!(: (no not vampires)

Chapter 1:

I stared out the car window quietly. The air was blowing soft against my face and I could feel my hair blowing back and it felt nice. I could smell rain, like it had just down poured. A shiver ran through my body, not that it was cold, but perfect tempeture. I tried not to think about anything else except the beautiful weather as I like to call, my kind of weather and I didn't focus on anything else. It felt nice to feel like your flying and your mind was free. It was like walking in the rain for the first time, the beautiful way it just-

"Ow!" I screamed. My little brother had thrown his little racecar he was playing with right at my head. So much for my amazing moment. I faced sideways so I could look behind me at the backseat where he was siting.

"Aren't you a little to old to be playing with little cars?" I asked him.

"Aren't you a little to young to be insulting me?" He rolled his eyes.

"Ugh! Mom, aren't you going to say something? He hit me in the head?" I told her through gritted teeth. She kept her eyes on the rode where she was driving.

"Hayden, you've been messing with him the whole ride here, can't you two just stop? We are almost there," she exclaimed. I turned back to face the window, like i've done the whole two and a half hour drive.

"I still can't believe your making us move in with your so called boyfriend that you love so much," I complained. How could she move us three hours away with her boyfriend, who I barely even knew? Sure, he spent alot of time at our house, but I was always out with friends. Friends who i'll probably never see again, thanks to her.

"We've talked about this Hayden," she sighed. My mothers long brown hair was perfectly straightned, something that she never does and she had on sunglasses on top of her head.

"Yeah, we have, but that doesn't mean it's okay," I said turning to face her.

"I'm sorry. It will take time, but you'll adjust quickly,"she suggested.

"Whatever. I can't believe you did this to me, right in the middle of my sophmore year. I don't know anyone there and I barely even know Bryan!" I yelled. It wasn't completely like me to be throwing this kind of tantrum, especially in the car, where I couldn't just run off to my room, but she was being so unfair. She didn't even think about how Trent and I feel. Of course she thought about her boyfriend Bryan though.

"I'd rather live with dad," I whispered. As soon as I said it I regretted so much. I didn't want to hurt my mom, but it slipped out.

She blinked rapidly and then got back to normal. I could tell that really made her sad.

"Sweetie, it's for the best. Please. I know you completely disagree with me, but Bryan is a nice guy and he really likes you kids and well, i love him, and it would be nice to have someone around and someone to help. He's great! In time, you'll figure it out. Its a tough move, but I think once you start school and get settled, you will love it. It's fifteen minutes away from the beach too," she smiled.

"Great. Floods," I smiled fakely.

She sighed and I let it drop and turned to trent.

"Trent, tell mom you hate that we're moving," I demanded. He looked at me confused.

"I'm glad. I hate my old school. Everyone was rude," he admitted. I thought Trent had tons of friends. I guess I thought wrong...

"Thanks Trent. See, you'll get used to it, watch and see," my mother told me.

"Yeah, right," I rolled my eyes. I grabbed my ipod from my lap and put on my headphones and blasted it as loud as it could go and began to face the window once again. I watched as we quickly passed all the trees. I could still see drops of rain falling from some of the leaves. Then, I thought I saw a figure under one of the trees, but then I blinked and it was gone. Probably, just my imagination or I really am crazy. I shook it off and softly closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep.