"get up!" my mom yells at 3am. I get up panicking not knowing what's going on.
"mom is everything okay?" I ask in a worried voice. "no sweetie, it's your father. he got. out of. prison!" my mom said between sobs.
But my dad can't be out, how? when? after what he did to us? "mom, you're kidding me right?"
"no honey, I wish I was" I had just realized I was crying when a tear rolled down my face and dropped on my arm. "what are we going to do?" "we are moving sweetie pack your things" I get up and quickly pack my things.
I grab all of my clothes and stuff it into a suitcase then grab all of my personal belongings. "mom, where are we going?" i ask "You're going to Los Angeles" what does she mean. "wait you're not coming?"
"i'm afraid not, if your father tries to come for us he'll look for me first and I'd rather he just get me then you if that ever happens" I can't believe this is happening.
"no mom I can't be away from you" I cry "i will never forgive myself if he does something to you" she says.
"Where are you going to stay?" "Africa" she says while she is still crying" I hugged her as tight as I can. I then ran to my room and got the ticket I had in case of this happened and so does she.
"I will miss you so much mom!" she is my best friend "i will miss you to sweetie, but we have to leave now!" we got in the car and rushed to the airport. Once we got there, we waited for our planes to be called.
'The Flight to Los Angeles will be leaving in 20 minutes everybody get ready to board the plane' the lady said in the loud speaker. "okay, I guess this is it, I love you mom" I say as I cry into her shoulder. "I'll miss you too sweetie" with that being said, she gave me a $100 bill and I left. I am really going to miss her, but it's for the best. I get on the plane and lean my head on the chair.
Since I'm going to be on this plain for, God knows how long, i might as well tell you few things about myself .Okay, my name is Emma Gail and I am 18 years old. I have black long hair. I have big brown chocolate eyes. I have a flat stomach and I never gain weight, well not yet I think.
I am italian and Columbian. My moms Columbian and my dads italian. I am an only child with divorced parents. I'm not really what you consider cool in school. I have no friends, well I do but only my mom. No one would miss me so that wouldn't matter.
I sat on the plane for a few hours lost in my thoughts. It was time to get off the plane, so I got my bag and went off. The only thing that I didn't know was where I was going to stay. "where do I go" I ask myself. I ask somebody if there are any hotels near by but there weren't. Great, so I'm basically lost in Los Angeles. This is great. I sit there on my phone looking for someone to call but I had no one. I them remembered that I should call my mom so she'd know I'm safe. I called her but she didn't answer and went to voicemail, she's probably on the plane to Africa. "hey mom, just to let you know I landed safely but I have no where to stay and I don't know where to go. Call me back when you can, I love you mom. Stay safe." I hung up the phone and felt a tap on my shoulder. "hey, I heard you didn't have a place to stay" a boy with the Hottest voice said. I turned around and saw a boy standing there with his hands crossed behind his back a smile on his face. "oh, so you were listening in on my conversation." I say then chuckle. "sorry" he says rubbing the back of his neck. He is so cute when he's nervous. "oh, no it's okay. So...." I say awkwardly. "um, if you don't have a place to stay, you could stay with me. Well I have an apartment to myself so I live alone. Only if you want to of course." I laugh lightly and say "are you sure, you could be a rapist for all I know" "well why would anybody harm a beautiful girl like you." I blush like crazy before I say "yes, I would love to stay with you."
"My name is Cameron Dallas by the way." he says with his hand out.
"My name is Emma Gail." I say and shook his hand.
