Where We Are ❀ H.S

The Beginning [ 1/2 ]

4 Months Ago

"Ava, do me a favor and grab my camera supplies!" Lydia shouted from across the tiny hotel room.

"Where are they?" I shouted back.

"Ava, fucking look for them! I think I put them in the drawer under the TV. Check there. Hurry, I wanna get these pictures over with!"

Lydia has been rushing me all day. Tonight she has a huge project due for her photography class that she's taking at NYU. She has to take a bunch of pictures of the London Tower Bridge, and then make a collage or some shit. Personally, I don't see why she's in such a rush. It's due at 11:59 PM and it's only 8 PM, so she has plenty of time.

"I can't find them Lydia! Why can't you just come and find them yourself," I shout back after looking through each drawer in the hotel room.

Lydia pops out of the bathroom, putting her short golden blond locks into a messy bun. She had a stressed look on her face, forehead crinkled and everything. She looks me up and down as I'm standing in between the two twin beds and the TV stand in front of them. Her eyes wander around the room for a second, trying to trace back where she possibly could've left her camera equipment. Her puzzled look was then replaced by a big smile and widened green eyes. She waved her pointer finger in the air as if she cracked the code.

"Ahh, I know where I put it," she explains as she walks by me, toward her bed next to the large window. She kneels down on the floor, lifting up the light blue bed sheet and dragging out some sort of gym bag from underneath the bed. "I put the supplies under my bed last night because you came back wasted from the club and I knew you were probably gonna ruin my shit."

Yesterday was Saturday, so what can you honestly expect? I'm a 19 year old girl from fucking Ohio. I'm not even allowed to drink over there, let alone go to a club. I don't have a job and I don't go to school. I have no responsibilities to maintain whatsoever. So why not have some fun while I'm still a teenager?

Luckily, Lydia invited me to tag along on her school trip to London so she can photograph landmarks or whatever. All I know is that I get a bunch of shit out of it, that I wouldn't get at home. The main one being freedom.

My mom and dad kicked me out earlier this year when I dropped out of college after only attending a couple classes. Personally, I had my reasons, but nobody needs to know them. All I know is that after November 12, 2013, I would never be attending that college ever again. But who cares? Mom is a lawyer who's greedy for money and Dad is a lowlife who owns a management company in downtown NYC. I'm better off thousands of miles away from that toxic environment. I've never been better and I've only been in London for 3 weeks.

"Okay well then let's go," I hurried, taking a hold of her wrist as she swung the gym bag over her shoulder. I would've made it out the door if she didn't tug on my hand, making me let go of her wrist. "What?"

She studied me for a second. Her leafy eyes narrowing as if she's trying to solve a problem. She then crossed her arms and leaned back a little. "And where do you think you're going like that?"

I took a second to think. What the hell was she even talking about. I was barely dressed to impress. I had my messy brown hair tied up into a ponytail, leaving some strands out in the front to make me feel like I actually put in some effort. I had on a loose pink cardigan, a tight nude kami that showed a little bit of cleavage, and some tight dark washed jeans. I even slipped on my light pink vans to match with the cardigan.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I said sheepishly, throwing my hands up by my side and looking down to examine the clothes on my body.

"Uhm, hello," she bent down and waved her delicate hands over my face. "Ava, we're in London and it's December. Why the hell are you only wearing a fucking cardigan? Have you lost your mind?" She gawks at me. Frankly, I think she was being over dramatic, but after groaning and shifting passed her, I opened my closet door and threw on my navy blue puffer.