Starting over

I rolled out of my bed and immediately groaned at the sight of my empty and quiet room. Today was the day. I was moving from Nevada to Bradford, England. Clear across the world. Just the way I wanted it to be. I couldn’t stand living in my family house any longer. Nobody in my family was real. Every single person was fake. Not even my parents stayed together. Sometimes I would feel like I didn’t even belong. Fights constantly broke off, everyone hated each other, nobody was truly loved. Nobody really cared for each other, it felt like a giant mess. After 18 long years of cussing each other out, death threats and many tragedies, I was fed up with it. I decided a long time ago that, once I was 18 and I finished high school, I would move out. Well, I’m 18 now and high schools finished. My life was just now starting up and I was ready then ever. Or at least I hope I am.

 As I said before, I survived high school, which alone was a living hell. So I was pretty confident that I could survive anything the world decided to throw at me. It was 3:30 in the morning when I finally got the text from Lily saying she was ready. Our flight is in an hour and we both have everything ready. You see, neither of us had loads of stuff to move. We both sold most of it or gave it to charity. Last week we both put our stuff in boxes and shipped them to our apartment or “flat” in Bradford. Our families didn’t notice anything. Of course they didn’t care, we were both 18, we should be out of their hair by now. As for our tickets and such we bought at the beginning of the year. We saved all four years for the flat and the tickets and any extra costs. We only bought what was completely necessary. I toke out my college fund and told my parents my car needed some repairs before I left for California. I actually needed the extra cash for the first few months for food and such. We hadn’t applied for jobs just yet.

 You see, I told my parents that I was leaving for California today and I was leaving early with Lily. This isn’t a total lie. I was leaving early with Lily, just not to California. We originally wanted to go to California but then one summer we both toke a trip to Bradford and we instantly fell in love. I felt at home which was a really big thing for me. Lily just loved it. After that summer, we made a pact that we would move there when we were older. Lily hated her family too. She didn't hate them as much as I hated mine, but it was enough for her to leave. We figured that since we are best friends and we put up with each other that we’d eventually just move in together anyways. We've been through so much together that it just made sense. I'm always there for her and she's always here for me. 

 My family and I had said our goodbye’s last night. There was no fancy dinner or used tissues. Nobody cried or said I’ll miss you or keep in touch. It’s like they wanted me gone. I, for one, was ok with that. I didn’t want to keep in touch or call them up ever again. If our paths cross again in the future then so be it. But until then, I’m not going back. I don't need them and I don't need to prove anything to them. The fact that I am leaving for good makes me feel better about so much. I feel like I'm finally free and living. I didn’t need any of them in my life. They hurt me a lot and I was happy to finally get out of that hell hole called home.

 I walk through the front door, closing it carefully so then I don’t wake anyone up. I looked back at my house one last time. I won’t ever forget the memories of this house. I don’t think I can. I double checked the mental list I made in my head. I'm very sure I have everything. I sighed as I got into a taxi seeing as my beloved car was already in England and told the driver to drive me to the airport. I put in my music so then I wouldn’t have to talk to the driver. I wasn’t trying to be rude, its just I knew that I would end up being more nervous than I already was.

 About 15 minutes later, I saw Lily standing there at the check in. The second we saw each other we ran towards each other and hugged tightly. Tears flooded our eyes but we refused to let them fall. I knew she was scared and nervous. I was too. After all, we were leaving our lives behind to start completely over. No matter what would happen, this was a huge step in our lives. But we weren't alone, we have each other. In a sense of security, I felt safe and okay. Everything we know will become everything we knew. Nothing and I mean nothing will stay the same. I was scared for my new life. Maybe this is exactly what I needed. A totally fresh start. As we approaced the check in line, the lady looked at us with an understanding face. It’s like she knew exactly what we were doing. We must not have been the first to be doing this “start over in life" thing. Lily ended up leading me up to the security. We passed the line fairly quickly and saw our gate. It was terrifying knowing that we are about to leave our lives behind. But I am ready. I am ready to forget. 

 “Gate H52 is now boarding” the announcer’s voice crackled through the intercom. That was our flight. We handed the attendant our tickets and gave home one last look. We turned around in Las Vegas and quietly boarding the flight. I sat next to the window and looked at Lily. Her long scene cut hair was pin straight. The dip-dyed red was fading into her brown hair. Her face was clear of any makeup and she looked dead tired. I was too but I couldn't sleep. The excitement was getting to me.

“This is it Lily, we’re actually doing this.” I whispered into her hair as she leaned into me.

 “Yeah, we are. I’m proud of us for surviving up until now and finally doing this.” she told me as she tried to get comfy on the tiny, compact airplane seat.

 I am too, I silently said to myself as we buckled in and took off. I put in my music and pressed shuffle. I didn’t exactly care about the song choice at the moment. In that moment, it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except the fact that we were finally leaving. I hugged Lily closer to me as I prepared myself for this 8 and a half hour flight.

How rude of me to not even introduce myself. Sorry about that. Hi, I’m Amber Malik and this is me, starting my new life with my best friend Lillian Stanley.

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