Past

Chapter 1

-Gabrielle’s POV

I was sitting in an airport, waiting. Which is not unusual, but is non-the-less boring.  

I was waiting for my gate to open. I must have heard One Direction’s Up all night album from one end to the other three times before we started boarding.

Finally I found my seat and sat down, it was right next to the window. There were two seats beside me, both empty. But not long after I had made myself comfy, a boy a bit older than myself sat down next to me. The boy was enormous! He was so big that he occupied both seats beside me!

It was horrible! Oh thank god the flight was short! When we landed it took him ages to get up and leave. I had spent more then enough time waiting before the flight, so why on earth did I have to wait after to! Worst flight of my life!

I finally got past him and practically ran to pick up my baggage. My suitcase was bright blue with a black and white pattern, you could recognize it anywhere.

I needed some time away from my home in Denmark. So my Mom and Dad got the idea to let me spend my summer with my auntie Mary and my uncle David in England. The deal was that I would live there and then come to work with Mary, who worked at this movie studio in London. This was the only good news I had heard in a long time.

As I stepped out of the airport, I saw Mary, David and my three cousins (a pair of boy twins and a little sister) standing, waiting for me. I walked over to them.

Mary was yelling at the twins, so they didn’t notice me standing next to them until I finally said hello. They seemed quite thrilled to se me, of cause we hadn’t seen each other sins before that night.

Even though they seemed so happy to see me, I knew that they felt so awkward. I could see it in their eyes. It seemed as if they were afraid that they were going to remind me about it.

I was used to this by now. Everybody wanted to know more, but it would be way to impolite to ask me about it.

So they didn’t know what to do, was I open for questions? Or would I start yelling or crying if they asked something about it?

I was defiantly not open for questions. I just wished I could forget about it for good.

But no… the world just doesn’t function that way.

It wasn’t a long ride back to their home. Which I found very nice, because all I wanted at the moment was to lay down in a bed and sleep.

They lived in a small, but beautiful house. Even though it was old-fashioned, it was absolutely lovely.

I was too share rooms with Lucy, the little sister. She was only 8 years old, so the room was completely pink and filled with dolls. But I didn’t mind.

The twins, James and Jake, were a slightly younger then myself. But only slightly. And their room was directly across from us. And then further down the hall you’d find Mary and David’s master bedroom. 

Lucy had a nice room. It was the perfect room for a little girl. Lucy’s bed was in one end of the room, and had princess covers. And my bed was in the other side of the room, and had plain white covers.  

Dinner was… weird. No body said anything! So awkward…

After dinner I just went to bed.

I had no idea what waited me tomorrow. All I knew was that tomorrow was my first day at the studio.