I should start off by introducing myself. My name is Ava Marie Hall. I am 15 years old. I have pinkish/ bluish hair that's way faded. I am pansexual (Google it). I have to admit, I'm a trouble maker. I sneak out, I've gotten high and drunk before, but I don't want to change. I'm in love with a boy named Justin Drew Blake, but that's for later. My mom and dad were divorced when I was 2 and I've got a step-dad. I live in Florida.
"Ava! Are you done packing yet?" yells my mom at 8:00 a.m.
Me, groggily, "Uh.. Yeah, mom I'm... Starting."
"Well, hurry up!"
I jump out of bed, shower and get ready, then begin to pack. Where, you're probably wondering? Minnesota, my mom has a job offer there and she wants to go check out the state before we move there. This is also where I meet the love of my life, Justin, but also for later.
I finish packing and run down the stairs to my mom and step-dad fighting. (normal). He doesn't want to go, blah blah, she needs him to, blah blah. I set my stuff down and go into the kitchen. We have nothing to eat so I just eat Ramen.
"Ava! I thought I told you that you couldn't eat that for breakfast!"
I just roll my eyes.
I finish eating. It's 9:45 and our plane leaves at 11:00. I run upstairs, brush my teeth, and before I know it, we're in the car on the way to the airport. I have my headphones in, listening to Come Thru by Jacquees.
We pull up to the airport, and my mom grabs my headphones out of my ear.
"You'll go deaf if you listen to music that loud!"
Once again, I just roll my eyes.
We grab our stuff out of the car and walk into the airport. It's crazy packed. Like, I'm an awkward person and I hate being around people. We weave our way through the crowd, get our tickets, and sit down. I can tell it's going to be a long day.
