BRITT'S POV
Our flight ended, and we were in Australia. Yay. I already miss New York. My mom hails a taxi, and we got in. I grab my phone and headphones and play "Mama" by the amazing and beautiful and talented MCR. While I was listening, I looked out the window. I started to cry, I think because Gerard's voice, because that makes most everybody cry.
"We're finally here!" My mom says smiling.
"Why are you always so happy?" I mumble.
"Why do you hate everybody?" My dad shoots back.
"Toché" I say.
"So, our moving truck get to our new house in two hours." My mom informs me.
"Ok." I say.
I'm just wondering how long is this damn ride?
Anyway, we stay silent for the rest of the ride. We arrive at a medium size house near a bus stop. Well, isn't that just dandy. My mom takes the keys out of her purse, and as she opens the door, she says, "We're gonna have to get you your own keys." I just nod. I go upstairs and find one bathroom, a small room, for a office maybe, and a master bedroom. Then I head back down stairs, luggage in hand, to the basement. There's a large room with a TV already equipped. I look around, and see the wi-fi box thingy, and blurt out loud to no one in particular, "Yup, this is my new cave." There's an empty bed in the middle of the room. I look up and see that there is a tiny gold light thingy hanging from my ceiling.I open up a door and it happens to be a closet. I open another door and find a bathroom. I step into the shower,turning on the hot water, using cherry blossom soap, that I love, and soon enough, I step out. I wrap a towel across my upper chest. I plug in my blowdrier and blow dry my hair. I dig in my suitcase and find undergarments. The towel drops to the floor, and I slip the garments on, and go back into my suitcase pulling out a long sleeve sweater crop top, jeans, and black vans. I work my way back to the bathroom and pull my hair into a messy ponytail. I put on some eyeshadow and mascara. I put on mint EOS lip balm, and put on my 'If you can read this you are too damn close' earrings.
"Britt, the moving truck is here. Come get your stuff." My dad yells. I walk out of my room, closing the door behind me. I walk outside to see the students around my age getting off the bus stop. Oh, shit, I think to myself. I look down, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. I feel stares on me. I walk to the large truck and grab a box labeled Britt. I head back into my room, grab 7 more boxes, a chair, two pieces of art that I found interesting. One, of a girl smoking, and another of a blue 'X'. A lamp, and a bedside table. I open one box, and find two throw pillows and a moon rug. I throw the pillows to the side, for now, and place the rug into the center of the room. As soon as I get done with packing, my computer screen lights up. ' SaveRockAndRoll wants to Skype.' It read. Save Rock And Roll was Lilac's username. Her bright smile pops up on the screen.
"How's Australia, mate?" She asks, in that ridiculous accent.
"Yeah, nice to see you too." I say. She's smiling because she knows my sarcasm all too well.
"See anyone that matches the description of the guys I gave you?" She asks, raising one eyebrow. I smile.
"No." I say pouting my lip out. We talk a little more before I was interrupted.
"Britt! Come and meet our new neighbors!" My mom yells.
"Ok!" I yell back. I turn Lilac and say, "I'll be back in five". She just nods at me.
"Take your sweet ass time, I ain't going anywhere." She says.
"KK." I say. I make my way back up the stairs, and see my mom talking with a woman about her age and a boy with red hair. ( I know, it's not Mikey's current hair color, it's just my favorite.)
"Britt, meet our new neighbors." She said, noticing me. Our neighbors turn around and both of them offer a friendly smile. I smile back.
"Hi." I say, realizing that the boy was in that band Lilac was talking about.
"Hello, dear. My name's Karen, and this is my son, Michael." The older woman spoke.
"Hey." Michael spoke. After about 5 minutes, I forgot about Lilac, and our conversation was interrupted by a loud scream that sounded like
"DO YOU HAVE THE TIME, TO LISTEN TO ME WHINE?" I cursed under my breath.
"I forgot, Lilac was still on Skype. I'm so sorry, bye." I say.
"Why don't you introduce Michael to Lilac, I think they would like each other." Mom spoke up. I looked at Michael, and of course, he smirked and said.
"I think that would be lovely." I shot him a glare.
"Fine." As we were walking to my room, he said, "Nice room."
" DON'T YOU, FORGET ABOUT ME." Lilac said, making a pouty face.
"Michael, meet Lilac, a.k.a, Lili, Lili, meet Michael, a.k.a, Mikey." I say. Mikey was staring at Lili weirdly and it took a moment for Lilac to register what was going on, and after a minute of awkward silence, Lilac screamed.
"OMFG, NO FUCKING WAY, YOU ARE MICHAEL FUCKING CLIFFORD AND YOU ARE IN THE SAME ROOM AS BRITT, NO WAY, NO WAY, ABSEHHDEJJDHDJEKSHHWJ!!!!!!!!" (A-N, TBH, that's how I would be.)
"Hiiiiiiii" Mikey says.
"Well."
