Chapter 1: A New Life

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Authors note:

Hey guys, im Taymi. Im from Florida. Im 17. And i love writing. This is my first story that im gonna write so please be patient with me. I promise that this a story worth reading. Ive been planning this story for a while and i really hope you give it a try. Let me know if you like it or not.

Chapter 1: A New Life

"Now board flight 45B" they said over the intercome. I take my bags and start heading towards the line to board my flight from Miami, Florida to Los Angelos, California. Walking alone in the airport is something new for me, since everytime that i went on an airplane it was with my parents. The reception women asked for my passport and boarding pass. I nervously gave it to her rethinking the whole process of leaving my old life for the new life. "Sofia Carmona?" Asked the reception women. I nodded and she gave me back my passport and boarding pass and made my way inside the plane. I entered a tiled door and it was a dark tunnel with little spots of lights. It was like i was walking to this dark tunnel of death! It just made me question the whole thing even more. i walk through the tunnel as fast as possible to end this childish thought.

I step inside the plane and I see a whole line of people that are waiting for their seats. I try and find mine as soon as possible to just relax and be excited about this fresh start. I look down at my boarding pass to check what seat i was suppose to be sitting in. 14.... okay, i think. I find my seat and put my two huge duffle bags full of cloth, shoes and meaningless things, in the space above my head. Which were too heavy for me to carry by myself, so the person sitting next to me helped me. With all the strength that person had i thought it was some built, Jersey Shore looking guy. I looked to see who helped me and it was a 70 year old looking man.

I didnt want to laugh in face because that would be rude, so i just chuckled to myself. But thinking that a 70 year old man had more strength then me, a young and fit 19 year old women, made me stop chuckling and sit down.

I sat down and put on my headphones. My parents taught me that when. You want to just relax and stop thinking about your problems, listen to music.

I start thinking about the summer that i had with my parents in Miami. This is the last time im going to see my parents in a long time. Well my parents werent really there from the start. My dad was always out of town because he was a trunk driver that shipped things across the United States. Sometimes we wouldnt see him for weeks on end. I was use to it though. My mom was a teacher. It always seemed to me that her students, which were 6th graders, were always more important then me. Well she would always go on buissness trips and teacher workshops. Like i said never really their for us.

They were there for the important things like my high school graduation and things like that but never really there for me. The only person that was there for me from beginning to end was my brother, Brandon. But for my senior year my brother left for University of Kentucky and ended up getting married to his girl best friend. We all saw that coming. He left after high school because he wanted to start his own life. I honestly saw how happy he was and i was jealous and i wanted the excate same thing.

So basicly i was the one that had to take care of myself. But now im moving to L.A. To start a new chapter in my life. Which im kind of scared of right now because what if things dont turn out the way i want it to? What if i have to crawl back to my parents? I stop thinking about that when i come back to reality i see that im staring at one of the flight attendents.

The first thing i notice are those big blue eyes looking back at me. I cant help but blush. I look away fast trying to be smooth and not like the freaky girl that was staring at him for no reason. I look at the magazine right infront of me. It was seventeen magazine. I look at it like im so interested about how to do a at home bikini wax and i hear him laughing in the background.... I guess i wasnt as "smooth" like i thought i was.

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