Falling again (sequel to NGLS)

1) starting over

•3 years later•

Bria's pov-

"ugh!" I said throwing a pillow at my alarm clock. Today was the day I was going back to Cali.

I'm not going to lie, I was pretty excited. I changed a lot in the three years I've been gone.

I dyed my hair ombré and changed up my wardrobe. I also wore more makeup than mascara.

I put on a black crop top with high wasted light shorts. I put on my black and white converse and sat down at my dresser.

I got out my mascara and eyeliner. I did a winged eye liner and a smokey eye look.

More makeup than I usually ware but hey, who cares. It's not like I'm caking it on.

I packed my suitcase (which was a baby blue color). Then I made beach waves in my hair. I got my favorite sunglasses out and put them on top of my head.

Before I left I went to visit my boyfriend. Yep I had a boyfriend and we promised we would stay together even if I'm far away.

He was so much better than Jack and I know he would never do drugs or cheat on me. His name is Dylan. And that's all I'm going to say.

He drove me to the airport and I kissed him goodbye. "Call me everyday!" He said and I smiled. "How could I not." I said getting out of the car.

He drove off and I walked inside. I had some time to kill so I bought a pretzel. I sat in a chair for about twenty minutes before my plane was announced late.

I rolled my eyes and took out my phone. I went through my Instagram feed and Nash posted a picture of us on our 18th birthday.

He captioned it "Can't wait to see this loser!" I laughed to myself and then went on Twitter.

I had told Nash I was coming home about three weeks ago. He was really excited and told me everyone was.

It was about thirty minutes later and the plane still wasn't here. I was getting worried because I wanted to make it home before sundown.

Every minute I sat in the chair I rethink my decision about going home. I want to stay but Nash and Hayes haven't seen me in forever.

I didn't even go home for Christmas or any holidays. I wanted to just disappear.

About and hour later my plane finally arrived. I got on and closed my eyes. It didn't last long though.

This bratty kid behind me kept kicking my seat and I was about to kick his face. "Can you not!" I finally said but the brat stuck out his tongue.

"Excuse me mam, your son keeps kicking my seat and I had a really long day." I said sweetly to who I assumed was the mom of the brat.

"Sorry about him, knock it it off!" She said and I smiled to myself. "Ha." I said turning around.

The ride was finally over and I practically ran out of the plan, after I tripped the kid who kept kicking my seat after him mom told him to stop!

I felt kind of bad and he was crying so I ran. I was laughing and running at the same time. I hadn't really changed (attitude wise).

Anyway I called a cab to pick me up and headed home. It was about four in the after noon and I was tired af.

I payed the cab driver and stepped out. I was now only two feet away from the door.

I took a deep breath and unlocked the door. I walked in and everything was pretty much the same.

We had a new tv and couch but beside that it was the same old house.

The house that I've lived in for more than half my life. I went up to my room and everything was exactly the same.

It was like no one went inside my room at all while I took a three year vacation.

I set my suitcase aside and walked around. My walls where still this pastel purple. My bed spread still white.

My desk still full of papers. My blankets still on the floor. It was like I never left.

It felt kind of nice to be in my room again. I definitely missed it. I didn't text Nash because I was to tired.

I changed into comfy clothes ( joggers). I just changed my pants. I took off my shoes and sat on my bed.

I was just taking it all in. After about five minutes of reminiscing all the memories I had in this room, I decided to start unpacking.

I opened my drawers and there was still some clothes from three years ago, oops.

It was now 5:30 and I was hungry. I walked downstairs and made some Mac and cheese.

I wondered where Nash was. I finished and cleaned up. I didn't do all the dishes though because I didn't want them to know I was home yet.

Just as I walked upstairs the door knob jiggled. I ran into my room and shut my door.

That's how it was when I got here and I didn't want anything to look out of place.

"Do you think she's home?" someone said but I couldn't tell through the door.

"She would have texted me." I'm assuming Nash said. I silently laughed to myself.

They said they were going to hide because I should be home soon. I decided to have fun with this.

I texted Nash that I would be there in five. "Alright everyone in position!" Someone yelled and I climbed out of my window.

I walked around back and silently walked into the house. "I'm here!" I texted and then I shouted "surprise."

Everyone looked my way and looked at my like I was a stranger. "Shh my sister is coming home!" Hayes said.

He looked so different. And sounded different. "I am your sister." I said and he looked at my again.

I rolled my eyes and everyone yelled "surprise."

"When did you get home?" Nash asked and I said about two hours ago.

"Wow." He said. Cam walked up to me and gave me a big hug. "You grew up so much and I wasn't even there to see it." He said fake crying.

I punched him in the arm and walked away. Everyone looked so different and Hayes had a girlfriend!

I wasn't even here for that! I should've stayed. I was drinking orange juice and scanning the room.

There he was. The number one reason I left this shit hole. There stood Jack effin Gilinsky.

I looked the other way as he looked at me. I walked away from my spot and I saw Matt!

Great the second reason I left! Not just him, the whole "xyz" gang. He's lucky I didn't go over there punch him in the face.

There was pizza and cake and all I wanted to do was take my pizza and watch Netflix.

I'm actually considering just dating my bed and Netflix. I'll always be with them and never leave.

I went in the basement and there were couples making out and I almost lost my appetite.

Key word is almost.

I ate my pizza in the bathroom because surprisingly that was the only place where people weren't drunk or making out.

It was now midnight and I snuck to my room. To much excitement for one day, ha just kidding.

I put my hair in a messy bun and changed. I took off my makeup and crawled into my nice warm bed.

"It feels good to be home." I said softly and drifted off to sleep.

Day one- not so bad.

A:/n YAY! Bria's back bitches. Lol let me know what you guys think so far of my sequel! I hope you guys enjoy! As always, I love you guys and I hope you love this! It's 9:50pm and I'm eating pizza. Sorry not sorry. Anyway, don't forget to like and comment! Oh and share with your friends!! Ily😍😂👌🏻