Arabella Ryans, a 17 year old girl makes her way to California after tragic loss.
She's now on her own, no family to guide her to her next destination, but mature enough to do it, she opens new chapters.
New school, new friends, a new life.
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The music is flooding my thoughts, whilst all I'm trying to do is keep myself distracted, since the turbulence brings me unwelcome thoughts of how many things could go wrong right now.
I'm seriously terrified of planes.
I absentmindedly dig my nails into my palms, I don't mean to, it's just a habit when I'm stressed and trying to control my nerves.
I'm on a flight to California, and it's not a holiday this year, this time I'm staying and I'm not looking back.
I try to imagine what my parents would say or think right now
Would they think I'm stupid to go so soon? Would they think I should've put more thought into it?
I hope, no matter what they think, they're proud that I even managed to get this far without doing something really stupid.
I haven't seen what my new home will look like, I'm just hoping it's in a nice area really.
Once the plane lands I'm heading straight to the house my parents left me in their will, they also left me $125,000, it is beyond my imagination how long they had been saving that money, but clearly they wanted the best for me.
I shouldn't really be living on my own, but I managed to get away with it since I turn 18 in 5 months.
I have about fifteen minutes left of this flight before I can head to get a cab to my new home, everything is all so strange and new, I've never had the chance to be independent before.
I can only imagine what my dad would've said if I ever tried anything like this when he was still here.
But moving to a new state and starting a new life is a huge step, and I really do hope they can see how far I have come.
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My driver pulls up outside my new home as I'm double checking the address to make sure everything is right.
I know that there's even a car waiting for me in the garage, I have already passed my test and I was just using my parents' car instead because they had a car each but didn't really leave the house often anyway.
This was it, a fresh start, my home looked beautiful too.
I can't believe everything, it's now hitting me all at once, my entire life is changing because my parents are gone.
Taking a deep breath, of both exhaustion and fear, I tip my driver and take the bags that he kindly helped me with out of the cab.
I had my key ready which I was given when I was told about the will. Wheeling my case and the driver finding a way to bring my other five bags with me at the same time, we slowly walked towards the front door.
