Falling For You

Chapter 1

"Come on Mom! Do I HAVE to go? I'm 17, I can handle myself!" I said dragging my suitcases behind me.

My name is Ruby. I'm seventeen and I live in Chicago. For now anyways. My mom got a job offer in New York and she's making us move. It's only the two of us, my Dad died when I was younger., my mom never liked talking about it. We live next door my best friend in the whole wide world, Alfie and he lives with his dad and stepmom, they don't get along well. He's one of the biggest reasons i don't want to move.

"Stop with the attitude! That job offer as being a wedding planner is a big score honey, how could I turn it down. The Newlings family is really rich and are paying loads for me to plan their wedding! The bride, has a nephew who's your age." My mom said excitedly.

"What's his name?"

"NoahI think, now come on! We're going to be late for the flight!" My mom moaned

I'm not going to lie. I'm pretty excited to meet Noah.

As soon as we reached the airport, I grabbed my camera and suitcases , the taxi was really claustrophobic and I almost had a panic attack. I get panic attacks easily which stops me from doing a lot of things but not photography. Photography was my favourite thing to do and I usually take the photos for the weddings my mum plans. 

We reached the place our plane was boarding and handed our tickets to the lady.

"Have a nice flight!" Yeah, nice, thanks lady, I'm going to have a nice flight to hell. I don't want to go! I don't want to go! I don't want to go! I just kept repeating that in my head. This is going to suck!

I got the window seat. I pulled out my iPod from my pocket and plugged my cheap plastic earphones in from the rest of the world. The first song the played was 'All You Had To Do Was Stay' By Taylor Swift.

'All you had to do was stay

had me in the palm of your hand then

Why did you have to go and lock me out when I let you in'

I let a tear fall from my eye. Then quickly wiped it away before my mum noticed. I don't want to leave, it's just so depressing. Someone kill me please?

I quickly fell asleep to the sound of my soft iPod music...

"Ruby?!Ruby?! Wake up before I pour cold water on you" My mom was yelling in my ear. I groaned. 

"Oh good, you're awake"

I open one eye and look out the window. We just landed. I open my other eye and look at our new home for a while. I'm just getting even more depressed on the plane.

I stood up slowly,  grabbed my carry-on bag and turned to followed my mum. She led me off the plane and into the airport. I still had my earphones in.

"Now, look for Michelle, she said she'd be holding a sign that says 'Smith' on it"

Smith was my last name if you couldn't figure that out. My eyes scanned the huge airport. That's just it, it was just too big. We just kept walking forwards until my eyes caught the sign that read ' Smith'. I tapped my mum's shoulder and pointed to the sign. She smiled so big, she began speed walking towards Michelle. Whilst I just slowly walked towards her.

My mum reached her before I did. As soon as I reached her I saw a boy with short blonde hair and green eyes and an amazing smile. I'm assuming this was Noah? Well he is cute, very cute but he isn't going to change my mind.

"Hi, you must be Ruby!" Michelle said WAY too peppy

I nodded.

"Nice to meet you!" She extended her hand, I accepted and shook it, "This is Noah" She motioned towards the gorgeous boy next to her.

"Hey, I'm Noah" He smiled at me

"Ruby" I fake smiled. I shook his hand too.

"Do you need help with your suitcases?" He asked. He's polite too, I smiled, a real one this time.

"Sure!" I handed him the biggest one, "I mean if you can handle this one, it's quite heavy"

"I'm sure I can handle it" He winked and took the suitcases.

That wink made my heart melt, maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all. Wait... What?..I can't say that, I just told myself he wasn't going to change my opinion, Awh, oh well he's cute. RUBY! What're you saying, you don't even know him! For all you know he could be a complete douche. But is it so bad atleast trying to get to know him? YES. Moving is bad everything about here is bad and he's just as bad. But then again like I said, do I know him?... I spent about 5 minutes of arguing to myself...

"Are you okay?"

I look up to see Noah staring at me, my cheeks flushed with red colour.

"Yeah, I'm fine why?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"Well you kept scrunching your eyebrows together, oh and you were mumbling to yourself." He chuckled

"Are you laughing at me" My cheeks blushed even more.

"Oh psh, no... I...There was something in my throat."

"Oh right" I giggled, he winked.

I was in his car now, his mum was driving and Noah and I were sitting in the back.

I decided that despite my socially awkwardness (don't think that's a word) and my constant state of negativity I'd at least try to get to know him, how much worst can it be here anyway?

The one question I wish I never asked. The one boy I wish i never decided to get to know.