"COME ON SWEETIE WE NEED TO LEAVE NOW WE ARE NOT MISSING THIS FLIGHT!"
"YEAH OK MOM IM COMING"
Today was the day my grandma is forcing me and my mom to come live with her in London. My mom says its her choice to move but I know its only cause she needs my grandmas support. My mom had me when she young and after my parents spilt we have been struggling.
I not really gonna miss the life I have here in America. My dad made us move here, he said it was gonna be our fresh start. I mean I don't really remember London, I was 2 when we moved and dad moved out when I was 5. I'm 16 now.
I didn't really have friends I spent most of my free time with my mom. At school I didn't care to make any friends. I liked being alone, during lunch I would sit by myself and read. During classes I just make small conversation with people at my table but I never cared to make more of an effort. I just blended in with everyone, I was a nobody and I liked that.
"I SWEAR DYLAN IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW YOUR GRANDMA IS GONNA HAVE A COW"
"SORRY MOM IM COMING"
I put on a hoodie and grabbed my bags
"Ok mom I'm readyy"
"Ok? You were supposed to be ready 1o minutes ago!! Come on get your ass in the car we need to leave, I'm not in the mood to have your grandma yell at me."
We start laughing and hit the road.
At the airport me and mom have this routine, I go to the book store and buy a book for the trip and get us food while my mom goes off to get candy that I yell at her for getting it but we eat it anyway. Of course this time is a little different cause we wouldn't be coming back but still.
"You know the drill come mom lets go"
I head over to the bookstore and skim through all the books looking for just the right one, I find myself lost in sense and sensibility by jane austen. This was the book, I start walking to counter still reading.
"Oh shit I'm so sorry"
I was so into my book I forgot to look where I was going I look up and to my surprise a tall brown haired boy is looking at me. He grabbed the book out of my hands and leaned on the book case.
"Sense and Sensibility? good book"
He flipped through the pages and he
definitely had a british accent unless I was just going crazy
"You read this book? oh interesting?"
I steal the book back and roll my eyes.
"What? you don't think a guy like me reads?"
"Yeah I don't sorry"
I start walking towards the counter
A hand passes my face and lands on the wall blocking my way
"Are you serious? I have a plane to catch"
I slap his arm with the book I still need to pay for
"Where you going?"
"Anywhere but here.."
"Not what I meant"
"Fine. London, you?"
I am so over this conversation why can't pretty boy leave me alone.
"Sameee, wow what a small world"
"Ew okay anyway I need to get going."
He sigh and walks the other way
"Wait!"
I stop and adjust my hand on my backpack strap as I turn around
"What."
"Where in London are you going"
He smiles as walks towards me
"Wandsworth why?"
"Oh so are you moving there? or just a trip"
"Moving? Why do you care."
"Guess what?"
"No."
"I live there too OMG we are gonna be such good friends."
Can he get anymore annoying.
"Yay." I roll my eyes for the 100th time
"Soooo we are probably on the same plane right."
"Umm I'm not sure and I really don't wanna find out."
FLIGHT 5D7G IS BORDING!!
"Fuck. I gotta go" we say in sync
"My moms gonna kill me"
"You can blame it on me, you know if you want"
"I was already planning on it.."
"Come on!!" He grabbed my arm and ran out of the store
"WHAT THE FUCK??"
"DON'T ASK QUESTIONS!!"
"THE BOOK!!"
I can't believe I just stole a book.. OMG
"UGH LIVE A LITTLE"
Our running is becoming a slow jog until we finally reach the plane.
MY MOM OMG I FORGOT. She is standing out side the plane yelling at the fight attendant
"MY DAUGHTER IS COMING AND I NOT LETTING YOU CLOSE THIS GOD DAMN DOOR TILL SHE GETS HERE"
"Oh lord" I said under my breath
The boy is looking at me but it oddly made me feel better
"DYLANNN FINALLY!! we need to talk about grandma." She ran towards me with open arms and hugged me "Oh who is this?"
"Hi, Im Louis. Nice to meet you"
He held out his hand but my Mom hugged him
omg omg omg my mom is so embarrassing
"Thank youuu so muchh Thank you for getting her here"
"Oh uhhh your welcome"
I mouth the word "I'm sorry" while my mom still hugs him.
She let go and we board the plane. My mom pulled him aside and at this point I don't even wanna know what she is blabbering to him on about I just wanna find my seat.
