just a girl

moving

   Album for this chapter: GUTS (spilled) by Olivia rodrigo

 sometimes life changes.

"Aurora! the flight is delayed by an hour, but if you want to get food we need to go!" shuffling to get up, I head over to my carry on bag. everything else is packed and being sent to the house I am going to live in for the rest of the foreseeable future. Alone. 

It hits you quickly and without mercy sometimes.

sometimes it kind.

"coming, mom!" I yell. this sucks. I was supposed to do the rest of highschool in New York. where I've lived for almost all of my life. Don't get me wrong, Outer banks seems like a cool place. my mom grew up there, and I lived there for the first six years of my life before we moved.

It can be weird or comfortable. or sometimes just flat out bad,

"oh! there you are lucky! I thought you had ran away." My mom jokes. Lucky. that's my nickname that mom gave me. let me give a little insight. when we lived in in outer banks, and even before we were born, mom wasn't well off. we were considered pouges, if I'm not mistaken. its some wierd system the island goes by. if youre rich you live on one side, the kooks, and if you're not, your live on the other side, with the pouges. while living like that, my mom got pregnant with me. I was a premie, by almost a month, I was underweight and small, but i somehow didn't need immediate care. later on, I fell out a tree pretty far, but got off with just a sprained wrist. then, mom got into scratch offs and lottery in desperation for money. the one time I was with her while she got one, we won. like big. like move out of outer banks and be rich kind of big. then, my mom wanted me with her while she presented her geological studies to some weird board of people and became famous almost overnight.

but life always curves at some point in life.

But since she studies and finds lost treasures, she doesn't  always receive love letters in the mail. especially this time. she hasn't told me all of it, but we received a very detailed letter in the mail describing almost every little thing about my and her life, so one of us has to get out of the house and she couldn't go. so she arranged for a house in outer banks to be renovated and then bought it. for me. to live in alone. I get she wants me to be safe and I was okay with it at first, but then she told me the details of it.

its scary, to think life can change so fast.

"remember, no excessive calls, little texting, and since you are a internet influencer, post very little but enough to where no one begins to worry. " I hate seeing my mom like this. jittery, lost. she has always been a rock in my life. but now I feel like that she just needs a break. we need to have very little contact while I'm away. we've never done that before. this threat is bigger than the rest. I've seen the reports from the stuff shes looking for this time. but shes not keeping any of it this time. shes just helping one of her friends from, coincidentally, the island. I think his last name is routledge or something. 

almost too scary.

"I know ,mom. and I'm gonna miss you." I give her one of the biggest hugs I've ever given her. we have always gotten through threats, and have always made it out closer and richer than before. I can only hope that its the same this time. don't get me wrong, I'm not some spoiled rich kid. I know that I'm fortunate. I donate, do soup kitchens, and I never have and never will rub my richness into the face of someone. I try to stay as close to the earth as possible. I hate when people assume they can just be my friend for my money , or assume I would willingly be a bad person because of things I have access to. sometimes I just want to be a person, not Lauren Renee's daughter.

its almost selfish how it can change on a whim, while we are left to pick up the pieces

But I know people can only judge what they don't fully know.

we head out the door, where a police officer is waiting outside and we head out the back way, as the whole moving thing is secret. then we head to the airport.

were at the gate and waiting, in sweats and mom in glasses. she wanted to be here more than anything so the security detail let her.

"remember what I told you about the island?" mom says, basically crying out the words. were both taking this hard. I'm lucky that I stayed mostly stayed to myself in school, my bestfriends, Chloe and Chanel, arent happy about this either.

"to stay away  from the kooks?" I couldn't really remember, I was in shock when she tolde me I was moving. she lets out a sigh. "no, I said to be cautious near the kooks. the older ones are okay, but spoiled. and their kids..." she trails off "the kids are just spoiled brats. anything ethical you say goes in one ear out the other. but remember when you get there you're supposed to meet your friends kie and Sarah near the front of the island."

Kie and sarah. my best friends and fellow trouble makers when I lived on the island. we still write each other to this day, and sometimes even call, when the wifi works over there. its a bit up in the air when the signal lets the call reach over here. but I know for sure that they don't get along anymore. Im grateful that they are putting diffrences aside to meet me, but I don't know how they are going to act around me. we haven't physically seen each other since we were about 10 when me and mom took a vacation over to the island for vacation.

"yeah, near the giant grandmother tree, right?" I ask. mom nods "yes." then she starts to tear up. "oh, my baby. I'm so sorry that my job is making you do this-" I cut her off. "don't do that mama, you know that you were made for this whole discovering thing" I say. "and when we finally have access to calls, and this whole thing is over, you're gonna tell me all about your adventure and future ones you want to do." She smiles at me. a big, flashing, white smile that I haven't seen in about a month. "what did i do to deserve such a kind, selfless daughter?" she gives me a hug just as the boarding announcements went on. "oh and one more thing" she says and I hum at her in response. "kie has some friends over there, they are about your age" I tilt my head, why is she telling me this? "just learn to follow them.' she says and I ask why.

"They are a little bit of trouble, but they might end up meaning a lot to your life."

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Little info before you go or continue reading!

while this is an oc, I chose a girl to represnt Aurora who is a little like me! I am mixed but with stright to wavy hair so that may come up!

the mom, Lauren, is white while the dad is black.

please don't be mad if you wanted a FL of certain color, I will try to make it to where if you want to imagine Aurora to look different I will keep things like running fingers through hair out as much as I can! also I'm around 5'1 so that's how I imagine I'd be next to someone in the cast so Aurora is probably around 5'3 to 5'5 in this story!