Wildest Dreams - c.l.

New Beginnings

I sat on the floor of my bedroom. The once lively and colorful room was empty. My surfing and F1 posters were no longer hung. My photo-wall that was once filled with pictures I took on my small camera was now completely blank. My large bookshelf is no longer overflowing with books. My messy closet is spotless and the bed that I have spent the past 18 years sleeping in is no longer in the center of my room. The only that was left was the white and blue wallpaper and the gorgeous chandelier that hung from the ceiling.

It felt weird to be in here when everything was packed away in boxes. Almost like I was in a strangers room.
And with that, a not-so-stranger came in through the door.

"Here there stargirl." She said earning a giggle from me. I love the nickname she gave me all those years ago. "You ready to go?" She asked extending her hand out for me take. I took her help and stood up off the ground. Once I stood to my feet I looked around the room making sure I wasn't leaving anything that I wanted to take with me.

I nodded my head at her letting her know that I was ready. As we walked out the door I looked back inside and took in all the memories I had made in this room. From running around in a diaper to sneaking out through my balcony. It was rough, leaving the only home I've known, but I needed to get out of here. So, I closed the door to my former bedroom but also to that chapter of my life.

As we reached the front door I was faced with my two little siblings, Violette and Mattheo. I felt horrible leaving them with my dad. They were moving in with us in six months, once we were settled and had jobs. My dad was paying for their part of the rent and their education while Tate and I were on our own.

The twins had tears in their eyes, they were scared for me to leave them, hell I was too. The longest we've spent apart has been a bout a month. So six months without my little monkeys was going to be hard.

Violette couldn't hold it anymore and started to cry making me cry too. Mattheo on the other hand was trying to keep it in, he always did hate crying. Vio had flung herself into my embrace. I rested my chin on her head. She was hold me tightly, as if she were to let go, I would disappear into thin air. Theo soon joined the hug as well. He towered over the two of us despite only being 16.

I felt Theo open one of his arms and pull Tate into the group hug as well. She was just as much family to us, so to the twins it was like saying goodbye to two sisters.

We held each other like that for a little of bit time. No words being said between each other. The silence its self said our goodbyes. Saying them out loud would make it feel too real.

"Come kids you have a plane to catch!" Tate's older brother yelled from the drive way.

We all pulled out of the hug and looked at each other. "This is it" Is all I managed to say to them. Any longer standing there and I would have never left. Tate grabbed my hand and started to pull me towards the car. I looked back to see my younger siblings holding each other in a sort of side hug, both crying now. They stayed like that till we pulled through the gates of the house and I could no longer see them. We'll see each other soon. I told myself.

"Stell" Tate whispered gently shaking me awake. "We're here." She said pointing out of the window. We flew over the beautiful small country of Monaco, the lights shinning ever so bright.

Landing in the airport and struggling to get of the plane. The country was small but it had so much green and color that you could see it from the air. I had slept most of the way and so had Tate.

Once we got our insane amount of luggage, total of 8 suitcases. We had to grab a trolly and push it together cause we had most of our stuff with us and the rest would arrive in a week. As we went down the escalator we were met with a man holding a sign that said 'Mrs. Rivera and Mrs. Scott.' written in black sharpie. We greeted the man, he was maybe in his 30s.