Unfaithful (Calum Hood Love story)

Gone

    Moving to Australia, just a month ago I heard those three words come from my mom and dad. At first I was skeptical, why would I want to leave all my friends? But I couldn't argue. My mom put on her pout face when I rejected the offer.
    My mother is a beautiful and feisty red head. She can get cruel sometimes but who doesn't love their mother. My father on the other hand, he had brown hair, he was nerdy, but adorable. This traits made me, a brown haired, awkward but friendly, lady.
    I had all my stuff packed and ready to go. Our house however was not ready to let us. It hadn't been sold yet so one of my parents had to stay. My father offered, mom argued and lost. We left him alone.
    I gave all of my friends a hug, then I left. Apparently I was crying (though I hadn't felt it) because my mom said I'll find new people. It's hard thought. It took me years upon years to find them. I was 16 and had 5 friends. Don't get me wrong I knew everyone and they liked me, we just weren't friends. I was excited to move though, meet a cute guy with an accent, fall in love, have no children. It was the perfect life. And children are gross. They poop, drool, you have to feed them, change them. It just sounds disgusting.
    Getting on the plane was horrible. There were people blocking the aisle, I got separated from my mom, and had to sit by this wheezing guy who was talking about how hot I was. Which was odd because I'm not hot...I'm not even average. I just decided to listen to music. Touché-Godsmack was my jam. Listening to it didn't help though, I was still thinking to much. Are planes always like this? Do they always have dumb bimbos working?  I wasn't able to fall asleep on the flight due to my chronic case of insomnia and the fear of what the asshole next to me might do. I've gotten molested before, I don't want it to happen again. I don't want to bore you either so I won't go into details on it. Maybe later.
    Mom fell asleep the first hour in. She was just so graceful and happy when she sleeps...I'm definitely not like her. At all. The guy next to me fell asleep 4 hours into the flight. He supposedly thought it was okay to lean on me, so I pushed him hard the other way. Gosh people bother me.
    After 7 hours I had to pee, actually, I had to pee two hours before that but I held it. Bad idea. Walking to the bathroom there's a couple making out in the seat a couple rows up. I felt a little sad because damn, I wish I had a boyfriend. I never had a boyfriend before which means, no first kiss, no first first (as in sex, I'm a virgin still), and no first 'I love you'. I fear I won't have any of those.
    Anyways back to the bathrooms. Walking into the bathrooms, it was super cramped. The walls were like maybe a few rulers away from each other. Now I know why this will be my first and only time riding an airplane. Airplanes are horrid and cramped tight on personal space, which I need.
     After my bathroom trip. I walked back. Back past the couple who are 'in love' (with each other's faces), back past sad looking people, and back to the asshole plane seat buddy. Still sleeping. I sat down and I read fan fiction. Very descriptive ones. They make me laugh, because I mean, they're so gross it's funny. The plane ride went by fast while I was giggling.
    Once we were off the plane (and my mom was fully awake) she told me about her friend that's waiting for us here. Her friends name is Joy Hood. I like her last name, it sounds cool.
"Joy has two kids, Calum, he's about your age, and Mali Koa. She's older, 23 I think." My mom spoke carefully while scanning the crowd of people. I look too and see a sign with my moms nickname on it, the one she got in high school... Athena. My mom still hasn't told me why she had that nickname. I tapped her shoulder excitedly.
"Mom, mom, mom, mama, mama, MOMMY, MOMMY." I started mocking the family guy show. I see her glare a little then she squealed when she saw why. That's the first time in years I saw her that happy. She ran over to a woman that I'd assume was Joy.
    They both started jumping up and down like little girls and then I saw a girl, might I say, a very gorgeous girl standing next to her laughing. Her eyes crinkled when she smiled, her hair was brown and had some blonde highlights in it. Damn she looked like a model. Now I look really below average.
"Katie darling! Come over hear!" I heard my mother slightly shout. She wasn't angry, it was just rush hour at the airport. I walked through the crowd of people and over to where they were standing.
"This is my daughter Katie." My mom shoved me forward. To the point where I was right in front of the model girl.
Then Joy spoke up and said, 'This is Mali Koa, my oldest child. Calum is with his friends tonight. You'll see him at school though. I think you'll like him, he's just the sweetest." I see why here and mom got along, they talked a lot.
"Hey I like your band T Katie." Mali Koa spoke. Her voice was like honey too. Wow, she must have boys falling at her feet.
Of course awkward me only said, "cool." It got quiet for maybe 3 minutes.
"What other bands do you like?" I asked confidently. I have no idea where that confidence came from though.
"Oh! I LOVE Nirvana, We The Kings, trust me there's a lot more." She giggles.
Me and her somehow just clicked and became friends. The whole ride home we giggled and talked. Then we pulled up to our new house, well not pulled up, we drove to the house next door. That was odd.
"We live next door to you guys?" I asked, I guess it was a stupid question though because mom and Joy laughed.
"That answers my question then." I said pouty but laughed.
     DINNER WITH THE HOODS! I was so happy, they're so polite. It's a little scary. We talked and laughed. Joy told me about how when I was little I used to play house with Calum. He was the husband, I was the wife. We would actually kiss too. She showed me a video. I couldn't help but laugh at it. It didn't count as my first kiss to me though. We went home to a fully furnished house. It looked like it was straight from IKEA. I slept well that night. Until I woke up to boys shouting at three a.m.