Le' Moving.

This short story is about a 14 year old boy named Finn that lives in southern Texas, until he moves to a town in central Quebec.
My parents.. My stupid stupid parents. Our car hit a speed bump and my book on "10 easy ways to learn french" goes flying out the window.
"Oh, Finn!!!" My dad yells he's been giving me heck ever since we hit Oklahoma... "What?" I said "It's not my fault, it's the speed bumps. Before my dad opens his mouth my mom puts her hand on his mouth, thank the lord I didn't need another fight. Then we pass a motel "Honey, I'm tired" says my mom "Let's stop for the night we'll be out of New York soon" Usually my dad would complain and say something stupid like "Let's drive all the way to Canada!".
Our car rolls into the driveway my dad gets out and slams the door I get out also the motel looks really dumpy the front lights are blinking and the sign that says "Motel" is hanging by one nail. But brave-little-me walks towards the front desk.