alone

Introduction

AN: Hey guys,
So this is my new story and I'm new at this so if you guys like the story, please comment so I don't feel alone (get it?;)) in this xx
I'll be posting as much as possible, Becca x

PoV Mayara
Fuck. This is how I start the day.
As my eyes slowly open, once at a time. Once I come to all my senses and hear the loud knocking on my door. I frown, who might it be? It's what, like 6 o'clock? I check my phone, that rests on my nightstand; it's 5:57.
Close enough, I think to myself.

''May! It's almost half-six, do you want to miss your flight?'' I frown again as my dad's voice echoes through the room.

Flight? Wha-
Oh wait, crap! I'm flying to the United States today! Omg I had totally forgotten.

''It's actually 5:59'' I tease, checking my phone once again, just to lighten my dad's mood, which of course doesn't work as I hear his heavy footsteps move down the stairs and into what I guess, the kitchen.

Bloody hell. I get up and look around my room; it's the same way as it's been for the past two years apart from some boxes here and there and my suitcases on the other side of my room, and I sigh. Wow. I'm actually doing this.
I check for the time again. 6:03 am.
I run to the bathroom, happy to not run into anyone on my way, even though I can hear voice noises downstairs and recognise my brothers' voice, my dad's and also my best friend's, Katy.
As soon as I'm done brushing my teeth and peeing, I head to my room again to get dressed. I'm not one of those girls that take 1028383 years to get dressed and I also prepared what I was going to wear the night before, not an usual thing but yea; so I just pick my worn out ripped black skinny jeans and my baggy vans t-shirt and put an OBEY black&white cap on.
My walk down stairs is quick and I end up tripping on the last steps of the stairs and fall flat on my face. Ouch.
I curse under my breath and get up to see four amused faces staring back at me.

''Luckily it's your last day tripping on those stairs, sis'' teases Pedro, one of my older brothers.

''Ugh, don't ever say that again, sounds so gay'' I twirl my nose in disgust.

After breakfast, and making fun of Katy for wearing a crop top on my last day in England, I prepare myself for the long trip to the airport and the 6 hour flight to New York City.
Short after, we're all in the mini van, with all my boxes and suitcases on the boot.
Me and Katy listen to our favourite band - 5 Seconds of Summer - and sing along loudly all the way to the airport.
The goodbyes are the hardest but also the most boring. Pedro, Tiago and Junior hug me all at the same time and we exchange fist pumps.
I hug Kathyryn tightly and promise to exchange messages as soon as I see a hot guy. I laugh along with her and I think how much I'm going to miss her. Dad comes next as he tells me to be careful but also have a little fun. He kisses my forehead and tells me to call at least twice a week, I chuckle while he give me a bear hug.
Even though we already said our goodbyes, we seat on the waiting area after doing all the paper work shit. As I wait for the next step of my life, and I totally freak out.
I'm moving to NYC, alone.