Chapter 1, New Town

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Charlotte's POV (AKA, Lottie) (A/N, Zach is on the side!)

"Bye bye, Zachy!" I said as I squeezed my older brother, Zach, into a bone crushing hug. He squeezed back, and I gasped for air. He always over powers my hugs. 

"Bye bye, Lottie! Have fun in England! Even though we don't really have to say goodbye since your flight doesn't leave for another hour." He says chuckling a bit. 

"So . . . I still wanna say a goodbye. Wanna know what I don't get?" I question. 

"Oh God . . . it better not be one of your dumb puns . . ." He groans. I slap his arm, and he chuckles. "Okay, what?" 

"The word 'goodbye'. It has 'good' in it, but goodbye isn't always a good bye." I explain. Seriously, it's true! This goodbye isn't good at all! I'm going across the sea, far away from him.

"Wow, never thought of that before . . ." He said, then his phone started ringing. He looked at the ID caller, and mouthed "It's Brent.". Brent Smith is my best friend.

"Put it on speaker!" I say. He nods, and I could hear Brent's voice through the phone. "HI BRENT!" I say loudly, getting looks from other people in the airport. Zach shakes his head, and I giggle. 

"LOTTIE! How are you? Excited for your flight?" Brent asks.

"Totally. I love flying for some odd reason. Like, the best part is waiting! Haha, NO." I say. He and Zach chuckle, as I yawn.

"Tired, Lottie? At least you can sleep while on the plane!" He says. I rub my tired eyes, forgetting that I had contacts in. My dumb eye doctor said I can't rub my eyes,only lightly tap my eyelid, or rub below my eye. My vision was blurry, then clear when I blinked.  

"So Lottie, are you gonna make some friends when you get to school?" Brent asks, knowing I would say 'no'. For some odd reason, the kids always knows me as 'sister of Zach Myers' and not for who I am. They are all judgemental cunts. Some, are just like, "Can you get me Shinedown's autographs?" and stuff like that. They only like me for that my brother is famous. I never make any real friends. Brent and Zach started laughing hard.

"What?" I ask.

"You think everybody are judgemental cunts!" Brent says in between laughs. I facepalm myself for speaking out loud. 

"But it's true! The kids only like me, or dislike me, since I'm Zach Myers' little sister. I mean really, when can I make a real, true friend that doesn't care that I am sisters with my famous brother?" I shake my head. 

"Oh you just wait. I betcha you will make a great friend in Doncaster! All those kids must be a wee bit nice . . . you know how Americans are  . . . hates everybody who ain't American. And they always flip people off." Brent says. 

"Whatever, Mr. Future Teller." I say, rolling my eyes. 

"You know, your mother and father would say the same thing. They would say that you would make a great friend, accepting who you are, not for your brother, just you." Brent says. I look down. Brent always tried to tell me to make new friends whenever I was with Zach on tour. I would hop schools, and stuff. But now, Zach can't bring me, so he decided to send me to a different place. England doesn't sound too bad. 

You are all wondering, "Where are your parents?!" Yeah, they died. In a plane crash. I never liked planes, but i've gotten over that fear. My only fear is, what if Zach leaves me? I know he wont, but what if he died too? I was snapped out of my thoughts when the speaker announced that I could board my plane. 

"I gotta go, Brent. Tell Barry and Eric that I said hi! Love you Zach, I will Skype you when I land!" I say, kissing Zach on the cheek. 

"Bye Lottie!" Said three voices. Must've been Barry and Eric. Thjose two are also my friends. 

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