23 - Part 1

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Ugh. Why do I have to keep moving? This shit sucks.

My dad had rejoined the U.S. Navy and all we've been doing is moving from school to school. I'm tired from making new friends and having to leave them. Now, we're leaving for Australia. Great. Don't get me wrong, I love traveling, it's just constantly meeting new people. I've learned from the past 3 schools to not talk to anyone and make friends, I wouldn't want to get attached to anyone again. I'm a senior and it's already November. I feel like this is ruining my education but I don't really care. I just wanna graduate with my 4.0 at least.

Dad: "Honey, let's go. We're gonna be late for our flight to Sydney."

Y/N: "I'm grabbing my stuff now." I grabbed my suitcase and backpack.

Mom: "Are you ready for this?"

Y/N: "Kinda, just wish I'd finish high school at one school first."

Mom: "I know." She hugged me.

We got into the Uber and left for the airport. When we arrived, we grabbed our stuff from the trunk and walked into the security line and boarded the plane.

- Time Skip by No Friends -

We arrived in Sydney, to be honest, it's quite beautiful here. My dad is stationed here for the next 3 years supposedly, so let's hope nobody tries to befriend me.

 My dad is stationed here for the next 3 years supposedly, so let's hope nobody tries to befriend me

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I decided to look around downtown first, holy hell. Why haven't we moved here sooner? As I was walking by, I noticed that there was a venue playing this band called Chase Atlantic. Almost sold out, huh? They just be pretty damn good. I looked them up on YouTube and listened to "23".

I'm feeling a way, off some kinda drug
Maybe it's lust, maybe it's love
I know I said I'd straighten out a week ago
I'm fiending though, 'bout to reach my peak, you
know
The city's got me falling now
I'm fading away, I'm losing my head
I know you said leave, but fuck what you said
'Cause you've been steady, crawling on your knees again
You need a friend
And I've been off the pills again

Baby's only twenty-three
Dancing under lights since she was seventeen
Her brains flooded with ketamine
High from every party, low from self-esteem
It's selfish but she never sleeps
Honestly, she needs a little sympathy
Look what's gotten into me?
But baby's only twenty-three
Baby's only twenty-three

I'm caught in the buzz
Another one down, I'm pushing my luck
The future's never looked so bright, it's blinding me
It's hard to see, I'm swimming through dopamine
Your body looks like heaven and
I wanna give up, I just wanna leave
I'm floating away, I'm caught in the breeze
But she's been so dramatic with these paragraphs
Her broken heart, chemicals can mend it fast

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