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The Great Britain

* English national anthem starts playing*
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I wake up abruptly to Dylan shaking me. 'We are here Hayley' he drowsily whispered. I got up from my seat and pushed past the loud families and tourists with my carryons trying to get out as fast as I can. When I walked down the steps the sky was blue and it was suprising, Sam and Jason said that England was always grey and cold. 'It looks just like l.a!' I shouted, ' Its not always like this honey, well it's never like this. England must know your coming.' He joked trying to calm my nerves. Last week I never thought I would be living in England, Last week I didn't think my mother would abandon me. Dylan offered my bags and we walked to the airport exit. There was already a cab waiting for us, or a taxi?

'It's 2pm and the Delilah Manor is only 2 hours away so you will have enough time to unpack before dinner, yeh?' Dylan asked while checking his phone.
'Delilah Manor what the fuck? Are they rich or something?'
'You could say that' he joked. 'But letting you know now, The Landon family are a known foster home. They're currently fostering 15 girls at the moment. And their adopted nephew who lives with them. He had a sister but do NOT bring that up.' Well Shit.

*2 hour car ride later*

I suddenly wake up after pulling into a dirt road, I look behind me to see we went though two giant golden gates shining under the summer sun. 'Shit, I need to stop falling asleep' I groan, rubbing my neck. The road ahead of us was long and so beautiful. Trees lined both sides of the path, shading us from the blazing sun. The gravel road opened into a sunny, bright garden with thousand of different flowers and bushes, birds and animals. Right in the middle was a big and beautiful mansion. It was all white with gold framed windows with flower boxes, vines swirling round tall Columns keeping up a balcony over the wooden front door.
'Are we in Disney?' I giggled. 'Close . This is Delilah Manor. The family might be a bit different to the people in America, so be nice' Dylan warned me.
'No promises!' I laughed hopping out the car with my bag ,wanting to explore this palace.

'Dont run off I'm getting the bags!' I hear behind my shoulder. Haha he knows me so well I chuckle as I run off behind to the garden. 'Jesus Hayley where are you?!' I hear Dylan In the distance.

I walk through the back garden which is so much better than the front. I hear giggles and turn around, two girls around the age of 14 are hiding behind a pillar, I am already creeped out. 'Umm hey, why are you hiding?' I shouted across the yard cockily. If they were hiding they're not now haha. 'Oh my God can you shut up' they whisper shouted. 'I will if you tell me why' to answer my question they point up at a sunny balcony. Standing by the ledge is a boy that looks Really. Wet. When they said adopted nephew I thought they ment a snotty 20 year old with a remote car and an Xbox. He looks VERY different, and I now know why those girls are staring. He's towel drying his dark brown curls that probably look chocolaty when dry. He's shirtless, tanned as fuck and is covered in, tattoos? The rich boy has tattoos. Okay.
'Oh hey there?' The boy asked. What's his name? I'll call him Graham, I like the name Graham.
'Hi, I like your chest tattoos.' I really do, are they swallows? I don't fucking know I didnt take bird lessons.
'Oh thanks I like your hair, it's green, cute.' He whisper shouted so nobody could here their conversation. 'So are you breaking in? Because I'm shirtless.' He chuckled. 'Oh no, right yeh I'm the new.. foster kid?.. I'm new.' I giggled nervously. Why is he making me nervous!?
'And you're the nephew with that sister? Oh shit wait.' His face dropped, he looked pale and distraught, he quickly turned around and walked out of my sight back into the room linked to the balcony.
'Um I'm so sorry!' I shouted and turned around . The two girls looked at me in disgust and I flipped them off. Those bitches can choke on my dick.

'HAYLEY'

Opey nopey here we goey!