The Wallflower

Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

            Sometimes I wish I could be somewhere else and be another person. If only I’m brave enough to get out of my comfort zone and breakout. I was used to being protected by the people around me that I didn’t realize that in short amount of time they’ll no longer be insight.

Living in New York would be a dream but if you’re all alone without any companion and it seems the world hates you, I’d say it’s a total nightmare. I’ve been living all alone for a year now trying to survive. If only I could have her back.

When my mom died she took everything with her even the spark, the sign that I’m living was gone. If only I appreciated the things she had done for me, if only I cherish the people who I’m with, if only I cared for them and I wouldn’t be in this turmoil. If only life wasn’t hard.

A brand new morning in the city of lights.

I opened my eyes and just stared at the ceiling. Another lonely day for me, I got up and move around the apartment that practically I lived my whole life in.

My cell phone rang I look around to search for it and found it under my bed. I hit the answer button.

“Hello?” I said in a low tone.

“Allison, did I just wake you up?” The person on the other end asked.

In the back of my head the voice was very familiar.

“Who is this?” I asked I’m not really a morning person to start with.

“Oh darling, it’s Aunt Elizabeth.” She replied joyously.

I closed my eyes and let it sink in.

“Aunt Elizabeth?” I reacted, it’s been a while since a relative of mine contacted me.

“The one and only.” She energetically said.

“I wasn’t really expecting a call from you.” I told her.

“Well here I am now, talking to my adorable niece.” She said.

“Oh…um do you need something?” I asked.

“I called to check up on you, how are things going on there?” She inquired.

“Um…I’m doing great I guess.” I told her, which is a total lie.

What was I thinking, I couldn’t even eat three times a day and I’m very exhausted. I may be proud that I can handle multitasking but once in awhile I say I can’t handle it because during the day I go to school and at night I have to go to work.

“I want to offer you something?” I snapped back once I heard my aunt’s voice.

“Huh? Offer me something?” I said like a total moron.

Whatever this is, I think I shouldn’t turn it down because I can’t handle being all alone it’s driving me crazy. Yes, I may have a total independence but hey, living all alone in a big city and a minor is totally creepy.

“Yes love, but can I ask you something?” My aunt said.

“What is it?” I asked.

“How old are you?” She asked, I wasn’t expecting that but she asked for it.

“I’ll be sixteen soon.” I answered her.

“Oh that’s good now going back to my offer, I was about to ask you if you want to live with me?” She proposed which I think was a bit eccentric.

“Um…live with you?” I repeated.

“Yes, well not literally live with me but move here to London.” She said and I froze when I heard the word London.

“London?” I shouted out.

I was shocked, I know my aunt usually travels to different country every now and then but I wasn’t expecting that she stayed in London and she has a habit of dropping by and move to another place.

“Yes dear, London.” She responded.

Okay, I wasn’t expecting that to happen.

“So do you agree?” I heard at the other end.

“Um…I guess, since I really want change and breathe a new air.” I answered like it was a pop quiz.

“Goodie, I’ll send you the plane ticket and pocket money.” She said excitedly.

“But Auntie, where will I be staying?” I inquired she did mention that I won’t stay with her so I’m curious where in the world would I be.

“Good that you’ve ask you visited London right?” She wants to know.

I did remember that I went once to London when I was like 5 with my mom, when we visited my grandfather but I bet after eleven years I think London changed.

“Oh yeah, I do remember.” I responded.

“Well, do you remember the old mansion that you stayed in when you visited back then?” She asked.

In the back of my head I pictured out the mansion, back then I was crept out I mean who wouldn’t in a five year old perspective it could be a haunted house.

“Yup! I think I do.” I said a bit unsure because I totally don’t know where it was.

“Okay, well you’ll be staying there but don’t worry because last year it became a boarding house and people are staying there now and it doesn’t look old or creepy.” She informed me.

I totally feel good about it and I think I really need to embrace this change.

“I think I’m good with it.” I said.

“That’s good I’ll send you the address and other important things.” She said.

“Thanks Aunt Elizabeth.” I told her.

“Are you good if you travel alone?” She asked.

Of course I almost forgot I’m not in a legal age yet.

“I think I can handle it.” I said.

“Good well I’m catching my next flight to Tibet, Bye.” She then hung up.

Of course she’s always travelling.

I put down my phone and pack up my things not much to pack since I literally don’t own anything.

That night I received everything my aunt sent to me and prepared for the flight the next morning.

Isn’t it weird that I actually wish that I could be somewhere else? And it came true I think I should start changing my attitude to complete the whole point of all of it.