Every Second (Cody Simpson)

Crazy Dreams and Getting Steamed(1)

Hi Guys (: I'm not really 100% sure if anyone is going to read this, but if you are I really hope you enjoy!!!

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When you hear those three words it can change everything... Now, I'm not talking about those three words you're thinking, I'm talking about "We. Are. Moving." I couldn't believe what I was hearing when my parents told me.. My parents didn't understand how bad this hurt me, I had just got a boyfriend and was completely satisfied with my life, but now it's going to hell. WHY ME???? Oh, wait, let me introduce myself, my name is Jess, short for Jessica, I have light brown hair that goes down to my butt, light brown eyes and I'm five feet & nine inches. I was originally born in Chicago, but now were just picking up every last thing we own and moving to Australia!!! GOLD FREEKIN COAST AUSTRALIA!!! I had the hardest time making friends and now I'm just supposed to pick my whole life up and move, well that's what I get for having a dad with a crazy job. Packing up your house is terrible, but the worst part is the day when the final moving truck comes and you get to go catch the plane. Right now I'm boarding my plane, my parents are coming on a later flight due to the fact that there were some last minute things that needed to be done. So here I was, just a random fourteen year old girl riding a plane to go to a totally different country, totally different house, totally different people, and totally different life. I heard the captain over the loud speaker saying "our flight will take just a little bit longer than eighteen hours" I groaned, I don't think I can take a whole sixteen hours of this... After the plane took off I grabbed my headphones out of my pocket and plugged them into my iPhone, which was on airplane mode, and went to my playlist named 'Amazing,' which consisted of songs by Ed Sheeran, One Direction, Austin Mahone, Demi Lovato, Philip Philips, and Nicki Minaj. I got comfortable in my seat and closed my eyes falling quickly into a deep sleep.

*dream*

I was sitting front row at a concert, not knowing what singer/band/artist would walk out onto the stage, when all of a sudden I heard a beautiful accent that was unfamiliar to my mind. A gorgeous face appeared from the back of the stage entering, when I expected to hear screams I turned around to see that I was the only other person there. I looked back at the stage and saw that he was standing right in front of me, so I looked at him and he smiled shyly saying "Hello beautiful, can you sing any?" said the Australian, blonde haired, aqua eyed boy, I nodded my head and he grabbed my hand to pull me onto the stage. He handed me a microphone and began to sing a song that was very unfamiliar to me.

"girl look around,

you should be,

should be dancing,

dance with me,

bottom line,

we're wasting time,

so imma say what's on my mind,

I just want you to know that you're so so beautiful."

*end of dream*

I woke up to the plane landing, so I turned off my music that was playing and kept humming the lovely song that was in my dream. It wasn't the song that was bothering me inside it was the boy, who was he? Why was he in my dreams? And most importantly, why did I get butterflies when I thought of him? I mean, yes, my boyfriend and I decided that the long distance was just way too much for us, so we ended it, but decided to be very close friends. Back to the point though, who was this boy? It's very annoying actually, my thoughts were inturupted by the intercom rambling on about some missing luggage and if you found it to bring it to the front, blah, blah, blah. I found my bag and headed to the driver that was there to pick me up.

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Once I got to the new house I went inside and looked around, it's not too bad, something to get used to I guess. I was looking in the arcade room, did I forget to mention that this is a extremely expensive mansion, when I heard the doorbell ring. I walked to the door and opened it, I saw a girl with very similar features to the boy that was in my dream,