𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒

𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓

LANA'S POV

It's a new start. New home. New country. These past few years haven't been great, so it's good to start over, isn't it?

The taxi pulls up outside our new home; it isn't massive, but it's just enough for us. It's just enough for our new start. Mom died 2 years ago, dad was a wreck so my eldest brother Frankie really had to help take over. Him and Romeo were like our parents for a couple months - until dad got it back together. Which he did, by moving us all the way to Germany? He's opening a car dealership to start a family business. I guess when you have 4 sons it's the best sort of business to own, and a daughter who loves it too as she has rarely been introduced to 'girl' stuff.

"DAKOTA, Take your bags inside now" Dad shouts from outside our new home.

Dakota is a little shit to be fair. He's the youngest out of all of us, and the most annoying too. Smokes weed, cigarettes, liked to go to shitty clubs, loves music etc. He takes after Devon; who's a year old than me - who is the exact same. And then you have Romeo and Frankie, who took over parental roles for a bit so they're nowhere near as druggie-ish and the other two.

"Why do I have to take all the bags it's not my fault"

"Because it's all your shit"

***

8:00am ; next morning

"In the car you little shits" Dad shouts again. He's always shouting. Common theme here.

Sometimes I wish what life would be like with mom here you know? I mean I love my brothers and my dad but, it's boy dominated so I'm fucked if I ever want a boyfriend or if I do anything bad like smoke weed; they all get over protective and have a go at me. Even though I take after them. I zone out of the window on the car ride to dads new dealership. I've always loved cars, when all your brothers love something it's the only thing you know. So I've grown up with them, learning how to fix, how to drive, how to clean. Everything. I love the thrill of just being free. I don't get to be free at home - so I can be free through driving, racing. I love the thrill.

"FORD DEALERSHIP"

The name stands in big bold letters above the warehouse. It looks pretty sick. I'm not really a tomboy; I still love dressing up, doing makeup, "girly things" but I'll always take after my brothers and their love for cars.

Dad opens the large warehouse doors as we all walk in.

"Time to get to work kids".

*** pain of love starts playing ***

"Dakota, do you mind blasting your music?". I roll my eyes at the little shit standing before me. He's doing fuck all; our new school doesn't start until next week but at least I'm doing something.

"Lana, you did not just diss Tokio Hotel like that" Now Devon pipes in.

"I'm sorry who?"

They expect me to just know their crappy little bands that they are obsessed with. I really couldn't give a shit on the music they like.

"Well they're our all time favourite band sis, and they're right here in Germany" Dakota now says as he slaps me round the head with a towel.

"They're really famous here, so I'm lucky to have got tickets"

"You got tickets!?" Devon says stopping in his tracks.

"Yeah you and lana can come with me - concerts tonight"

Tonight? I really don't give a fuck about their music. I have better things I wanted to do.

"I was gonna go check out the racing tonight I'm gonna pass-" I say before getting slapped around the head again.

"Lana Ford, you are not missing this opportunity okay?"

"But-"

"No buts, we are going to see TOKIO HOTEL!" Dakota shouts.

****

𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗈 𝗈𝖻𝗏 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒，𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾．

𝗉𝗌． 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒， 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽， 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 '𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾' 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾．．

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌， 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇