Today I leave. Leave my whole life behind. Leave my friends, leave my family. It will just be me and mum, and I hate the thought of that. Don't get me wrong, me and my mum get along fine, but after the death of my Dad last year, instead of bringing us closer together it separated us more. She was always working after Dads death as most of the income was from dads job, not hers. So now that we are moving to Melbourne, because she got a promotion at her work, she will have more free hours, and get payed more, so she says, we can get closer once again. I think thats the only reason i'm actually agreeing to go.
So that brings us too today.
"KATIE, bring the last of your bags downstairs we need to leave!" I heard mum shout from the doorway leading out to the over flowing car, filled with all our clothes. I grabbed an old worn down rug sack, which was filled with things i wanted for the plane, and quickly ran down the stairs, slinging the black bag over my shoulder as I was running.
I took one look back at the house as we was pulling away and just thought about all the memories i was leaving behind. This move to Australia was going to be awful, it was obvious.
We arrived at the airport, sat around and waited until we boarded. I put my beat headphones on, and started listening too 'Fall' by Justin Bieber, tapping my foot lightly to the rhythm of my music. I closed my eyes and began imagining what was to come with our new life in Melbourne.
After the plane
I was very apprehensive about seeing our new house as i hadn't actually seen where i would be living for the foreseeable future. Mum parked outside of a nice looking house. Not too big, but then not small, much bigger than the house we had in England. Mum must of saw that i was looking happy about living her because she mentioned how it was the first time she had saw me smile since arriving.
I entered my new home, and claimed the big room. Mum didnt have a problem with me doing so, she just wanted too see me happy. My mum had been making all this effort making sure i was happy, so i decided to at least try to enjoy myself, and fit in.
I gathered all my belonging and dumped them in a corner of my room. I wanted to do anything but unpack right now. I grabbed my Iphone4 and my purse which had only a little money in, and went to speak to my mum.
"Mum, is it ok if i just go for a quick walk? I promise i won't get lost i will only be like an hour i promise, please please please!!' I begged, she looked at me, plain worry in her face.
'Ok Katie, but please keep your phone on incase you get lost and be back by 6 and we will order a pizza!'
I agreed with me, and quickly left the house. I was wearing an over size plain white t shirt, with some light blue denim shorts with studs up the left side of them. I was wearing my favourite white high top converse with them. Again, i plugged in my beat head phones too my Iphone4 and started my exploration through my neighbourhood.
I stopped at a bus stop, and looked at local routed, i decided i would go to the Melbourne Shopping Centre which wasn't too far away from my house, it look like a 20min ride. The bus came almost imediatly, i pulled out my purse and handed the money over the the driver.
I quickly took my place on the bus, turned up my music, and began to think about school that started in only a few days time. My eyes where getting heavy, until the competely fell shut.
'Erm Miss? Excuse me this is the last stop? Hello? Wake up you are going to have to get off the bus Miss?' Nervously the bus driver nudged my arm until i was fully awake.
Oh no, where was I?! I stepped off the bus and turned around to ask where i was, but it was too late, he had gone.
I was left there, stranded. I glanced at my phone to check the time and too call my Mum but the battery had completely drained, probably for listening to my music for that long on it. My Mum was going to kill me.
I turned round and started to walk the streets, it must of been late because no lights where on.
Finally I came across a house with the lights still on. I felt a little nervous but I knew i had to go knock on the door to the house, otherwise what else was i going to do? I had seen so many films back in England about how dangerous Australia can get at night. I hurried along to the front door and gave three quick knocks. I heard shouting coming from inside of the house, when finally the door opened.
Was i still dreaming? Was i hallucinating? Was i just going mad because i hadn't ate since the plane? My thoughts where going crazy. No, i thought to myself, this couldn't be Luke Brooks from the Janoskians.
With that he spoke;
"Hey how can i help you?" He half smiled, his Australian accent sending a shiver down my spine. His intriguing dark brown eyes boring deep inside my mind, as if he could read my mind, i had to look away from him. What if he thought i was just a stalker fan? Oh my god i had to get out of here!!
"Urm, sorry, i didn't, urm, know that, urm, you guys lived here, urm, sorry, im not a stalker, urm sorry bye'. I mumbled, i could feel my skin burning up, this was so embarrassing. I made myself look like an idiot in front of LUKE BROOKS.
I quickly sped away, but only got half was out of the front garden before i felt a small grab on my hand.
It was Luke.
