Love At First Sight - An Austin Mahone Fanfic

Love At First Sight - Chapter 1

 Todays the day. June 24th 2012.. I'm going to live with my uncle and my three baby sisters. When I was younger my parents died. My dad used to beat me, he died from a car crash when he was drunk. My mom committed suicide in front of me when I was 14. My baby sister had just been born a month earlier. I'm now 16 and I live with my uncle, his girlfriend (who he's breaking up with and moving away from), his daughter (my cousin), and his step-son. I'm glad that we're moving but still sad. I grew up in that town. I'm going miss my friends, but thank gosh my uncle told me I can be homeschooled. 

We're moving in with his friend, Dave Brytus, who is a body guard to the famous singer Austin Mahone. Austin is going to be living with us, too. He used to be my celebrity crush, he's still cute but I don't know, I got over him. His mother best friends are going to be living with us as well. His mother seems nice, and she's the one who's going to be home schooling me. We're moving into a house that they own in Miami. I'm probably going to be sharing a room with my little sisters who are 2, 6, and 8. I'm okay with that. I've shared a room with them my whole life. I've taken care of them too. I'm basically a mother to them. My youngest sister, Brooklyn, doesn't even know our mother, which is sad. Sometimes she'll call me "mom" and it makes me upset. When my mom committed suicide she told me to take care of my sisters like they're my own children, and thats what I did. My mom decided to commit because she couldn't deal with seeing my father beat me all the time. She couldn't stand how I hurt myself either. I still do. I have since I was 10. I started 4 years after my father started hurting me. I had anger in me I couldn't deal with another way, so I hurt myself. I still have scars from my dad beating me. I still have bruises. He died exactly a year after my mom committed suicide. It was sad, but I was relieved that I didn't have to have a beating that day, or ever again.  We're about to go on the plane, we each have one bag, except my uncle - he has three. We don't have that many clothes because we had no way to afford any, but my uncle is practically rich and he's giving me money when we get there to go clothes shopping with for all of us. I've always loved my uncle. He was the only person that treated me like a daughter (besides my mother, of course). I love and miss my other aunts, uncles, and cousins. I was close to them. Hopefully i can see them soon. We're boarding the plane and I look a mess, but that's the least I'm worried about. I'm stressed and worried and excited at the same time, worried, and excited all at the same time. When we get there I probably won't talk to anyone. I'm having a tough time right now. My depression has gotten more severe and when I'm in my depressed state, I don't like to talk to anyone besides my uncle and my sisters. I still hope I make friends out in florida, though. I hope something happens and I come out of this depression. hopefully I can be happy for once. 

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The plane ride is so boring. It's a 6 hour flight so I'm going to get my sisters to sleep and then I will too.

I still haven't introduced myself, oops. My name is Amanda. Anyways, I got the Kiley and Breanna to sleep sleep (the oldest and the second oldest) and now I just need Brooklyn to sleep. I usually can just sing 'The Scientist' by Coldplay and she'll knock right out, but not today. It's because we we're on a plane, she hates them. She's been one other plane that we took to Chicago once when she was 1, and she wouldn't stop crying. this time she's mad, she was crying earlier, but now she's just mad. She keeps throwing her binkie everywhere. She's screaming now. 

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4 1\2 hours left. I really hope this goes by fast.

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 2 hours left to go and Brooklyn finally settled down and she's asleep. Now I can finally get some sleep.. 

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 "MANDY!!! AMANDA!!! WAKE UP! WE"RE HERE!!" I hear a bunch of high pitched voices say. My sisters were shaking me to wake me up. 3 minutes and we get off the plane. I'm so happy its over. I want to get to the house, and take a nap. "Alrighhhhttyyyyy, passengers. Time to exit the plane. Make sure you have all your belongings with you. Single file line to exit please. No pushing or shoving!" A very enthusiastic red haired woman said, who seemed to be a flight attendant. I'm so nervous to meet everyone. I'm scared to live with them. What if they think I'm weird? What am I going to say when they talk to me? I'm so anti-social I probably won't even be able to speak. I can't even think straight. I'm holding Brooklyn as she's fast asleep, and holding Breanna's hand, and my uncle is holding Kiley's hand. I wonder whats going on through their minds. I wonder how they feel about this big change. Are they excited because they'll be home-shooled too? Are they sad because they can't see their friends? I just hope they're not stressed like me. We're off the plane and My uncle is looking around for his friend. He says to me "There he is!" and points to a man, who has huge arms, and a lot of tattoos. My uncle smiles. I think he's happy. He hasn't seen Dave in years. My uncle told me I met him once, when I was 2. I don't remember. I wonder if he remembers me.. Dave is standing there with Austin, Austin's mom, and 3 other boys who look Austin's age.. I'm guessing they're his friends. Michele comes and hugs me and tells me how beautiful I am. She's a very nice person. I think I can be friendly with her. She also asks me about my sisters, like their ages and names. "This is Kiley, Breanna, and Brooklyn, sleeping beauty over here" I looked down and smiled at Brooklyn. Michele tells me that they are adorable, and then she introduces me to Austin and his friends. Austin is cute I have to admit. "H- hi.. I'm Austin.." he stuttered a bit, then looked down. "...and these are my best friends. Alex, Robert, and Zach" They all kept staring. It was getting creepy. I don't like when people stare at me, I'm insecure. We were all standing there watching and listening to my uncle and Dave talk. They were asking "How've you been" and, "Any kids yet" and other questions like that. Then, Dave looked at me and said "I remember when you were a baby!" and he laughed "I was only 11 or 12 but i still remember" I looked at him a little funny. "I don't remember anything from when I was a baby, and I don't want to either" I said. I don't know if I came off a little harsh or not, but either way I don't think dave noticed. He just kept smiling. My uncle finally chimed in and said, "Yeah, she had a rough childhood. I wouldn't want to remember either" And when he said that, Michele put her hand on her heart, like she felt sorry for me or something. That's the last thing I want - someone to feel towards me. Dave finally says "Alright, well why don't we get going to the house, you guys must be exhausted!" Michele jabbed Austin in his side, as if she wanted to remind him of something. He then piped up, "Amanda do you want me to carry that for you?" he pointed to my bag and he had a half smile. I accepted the offer, considering I had to carry a sleeping baby, and hold Breanna's hand. We all walked to the car, everyone carrying something, whether it was a bag or a baby. We had to use a long travel bus which fit all of us perfectly. I held Brooklyn still because I didn't want to wake her up, and we needed a car seat that we didn't have. I sat in the way, way, back. I sat in between Austin and Michele. Dave was driving, my uncle was up front, then Kiley and Breanna sat next to each other, and the boys sat next to each other. As I said, I was holding Brooklyn. She started to wake up. She fell into my chest and rubbed her eyes. I love it when she does that, it makes me happy because the things babies do are so cute. Austin and Michele watched as Brooklyn woke up. She clung to me, as usual. Michele smiled and said "She's so precious" I smiled at her and managed to say "Thank you" I took out my phone because I can feel it vibrating in my pocket. Someone was calling me.. It was my ex. He won't stop telling me he misses me and he wants to be with me. I look at it and roll my eyes. "Shouldn't you answer that?" I hear Austin say. And i realize he was talking to me. "Uhm.." I pause. "No. It's just my ex. He's not important" "Oh i thought it was your boyfriend. Seeing you're so gorgeous, I wouldn't be surprised if you had one." He smiled that half smile again. The boys were looking back and going "ooooohhhh" as if he liked me or something. I hope he doesn't. I looked back at Austin, "Thank you," I said, "But i don't have one. I don't want or need one either.." He simply says "Ohh.." and looks down again. Does that mean he likes me? I hope not.. who could like me anyways? No one can like me.. so I'm not going to worry about it. Michele starts talking to me and asking me questions. She asks me about my hobbies, and what i like to do for fun. "I like to sing," I say, "And draw and read... and I love to spend time with my sisters." I say with a smile. "Aww, thats adorable" she replies. "Haha, thank you. They're my world," I say and I smile at Brooklyn who was playing on my phone "and if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here.." I say. "What do you mean?" Austin looks over and listens. "Its hard to explain.. maybe I'll tell you later.." I say. My happiness has faded now. We all stop talking. I get my headphones from my pocket, and plug them in and play my music. Half an hour left of this car ride. I'm just gonna listen to music and let Brook play with my phone.. hopefully we'll be to the house soon. 

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 "Alright guys we're here!!" I can hear Dave say from the drivers seat as we pull up to this enormous house (I'd call it a mansion) on the water. "Amanda, this is your new home"