Empty. Right now that’s exactly how Im feeling. Leaving your friends, your family, and your childhood love is one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.
I looked around my room. my belongings packed away in the boxes ready to be shipped across the ocean. Its funny because i think this is the tidiest my room has ever been. My once cream walls have marks from wall hangings, and butterflies painted over. My bed had already been shipped over to ‘my new home’.
I should probably introduce myself. My names Ruby, im 16 almost 17, and my current relationship status is, ‘its complicated’. I have long brown hair that is naturally wavy, green eyes, and a horribly embarrassing laugh. Its horrible. I love singing, dancing and acting and my dream is to one day be on the west end. One thing about me, is i like to dream alot. its the ability to forget about your problems, and focus of something that can lift your mood, take you away from the moment.
“were leaving in 10 minutes” my mum shouted up the stairs.
I took a final glance around my room, picked up my suitcase and went downstairs.
“is Ashton not coming to say goodbye? Or any of the other boys?” My mother asked as i sat on the cream leather chair looking out the window.
“No. I saw goodbye to him and the others yesterday like i said” i replied bluntly.
I think you can gather that Im not the closest with my mum. We’ve just never had the mother daughter relationship that involved cuddles or stories before bedtime. It all started 10 years ago when my mother divorced my father. I don’t know why they divorced, and if Im being honest, i don’t want to know the reason. After that my mum announced we were moving to a new country were we could leave the past behind and begin a fresh life. That was until we arrived and dropped the bombshell that i was going to have another baby sister. Brilliant. Just brilliant.
I moved here to Australia when I was 6 almost 7. I don’t have a Australian accent or anything like that, but i would call it more of a home than I would London any day. Here I have the freedom to walk 3miles without any petrol gases snaking their way through my lungs, or traffic noises cutting through my thoughts. I can listen to the wave’s crash against the sand or the early morning birds. Its home.
But now Im forced to pack away my life and memories and go back to London. The worst part of it all is i have to leave my 4 best friends. One of which I could call my boyfriend. Could of called my boyfriend. They were my first friends when i moved here. They offered if i wanted to play hide and seek, and being a 6 almost 7 yr old, i wasn’t aware of the dangers surrounding playing with 4 strangers in a game where i had to hide in a place i new nothing about. So it wasn’t my finest hour. But after that, we were bonded for life. Me, Ashton, Callum, Michael and Luke.
I remember it so clearly, on the 8th birthday, we had a little party, and Ashton took me up in the tree house, and asked me to be his girlfriend. It was so cute, he said he had been watching these romantic movies, so he got down on one knee. Obviously at the time i thought he was such a strange boy, but it didn’t take me more than 2 seconds to say yes.
*Flashback to yesterday*
“ruby booby im going to miss you so much” Callum said as he squeezed my cheeks
“callum, im not going to be able to see you for a whole year and this is how you want to say goodbye, seriously?” i said as i had my hands on my hips.
“im sorry babes, im going to miss you so much! I love you, and call me when you land, and don’t forget, its cold in England, so wear layers, and don’t cry too much, and skype me every Tuesday and Thursday! I love you! And don’t forget me” callum said as he gave me a massive hug and kissed my cheek
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