Another Continent,Another Bad Boy... (Editing)

Part 1/Bitter Goodbyes And New Beginnings.

Hi guys!Just wanted to let you know that if there are any mistakes im sorry,english is not my first language...don't judge me! This is more of a filler chapter so we get to know the main character,so please keep reading 😉
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*Lara's  POV*

As i wave goodbye to my parents,i see my mother crying. God must she exaggerate everything,i roll my eyes.
I look at my passport :
Name:Lara Marin
Born:July 10th/1999

I scoff "huh,Lara Marin,we'll see..."
I take a look around and see a couple of people waiting,so i sit down and take out my phone.Out of the corner of my eye a see a girl crying while hugging a guy.

Maybe it's her brother...nope!
I change my mind the minute i see them exchange saliva and it sends cold shivers down my spine.

No,okay.I get up and take a deep breath,and lecture myself.
"You are moving to freaking California,you are going to be happy,you are gona make new friends,you have your own appartment,don't think abou anything."

"Im gonna be happy,i am!"i say.
And then a guy looks at me like im crazy and reminds me im in public.

I smile sweetly at him,and then board my plane,let's freaking do this!

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God im so bored.
It's only been 3 hours,but the wifi isn't working and the flight attending scowled at me when i pulled out my phone,what am i supposed to do,its a 20 hour flight?

I do the next best thing and pull out my book from my cary-on bag.
I actually brought 3 books just to be prepared.And start reading...
"There is one mirror in my house..."

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After i get out of the plane and got my bags,i stretch in the middle of the airport,some people stare at me,but hey i don't care, because my body is sore from that stupid flight.

I walk out of the airport and instantly my heart melts as i see palm trees everywhere.I'm so tired,i just wana go to my new appartment and sleep.
As i get in a cab,i realise that the sun is rising...what?
"Exuse me?"i say to the driver.
"Yes miss?"
"What time is it?"
"5:27 am"
"Thank you"
I am so jet lagged...

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As the driver stops at the adress i gave him,my eyes widen at the sight.
This is my appartment?
Don't get me wrong,it's small,but what amazes me is the beach just behind it!
A wide grin i on my face as i unlock the door.

Wow...
I walk in what i assume is the living room,an it has some furniture,and i see a lot of boxes around.
I guess some of my stuff is here.
I look around,an it is a beautiful place.
With the living room,two bedrooms,a kitchen,and a bathroom.

I pick the room with the ocean view,obviously...and i flop on the bed,but before i take a little nap,i text my mom:
(Im here,im okay,the apartment is great:)

Quickly i set my phones time zone to Los Angeles,and set an alarm for noon.
I put my phone on the bedside table,and close my eyes and i feel sleep taking over....
I wake up with a headache and not enought sleep,stupid alarm...
For a couple of hours i unpack,organize some things to make my new apartmant a home...cheesy i know.

I hear the sound of screaming monsters and realise that it's just my stomach.
Me beeing the controling idiot i am,forgot to eat.
I remember seeing a little restaurant across the street,so i put on some jeans,my comfy white tank top,and my white converse,since i was in my hello kitty pajamas all day.

I know,i know my PJ's bring all the boys to the yard...
I lock the door and go to get something to eat.
Evreyone here is really nice,even though i orderd breakfast and its 6 pm,and they looked at me like im crazy,other than that its fine.
After satisfying my stomach,i check my phone,answer a few texts,i think about these next couple of days.

Tomorow is sunday,so basically ill be unpacking a decorating all day,but the thought that terrifies me is that on monday i have to go to a new school,which is a thought that makes me wanna die:

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After a couple of hours,im done with the living rooom and bedroom and im actually really pround of myself.
And my bedroom is kinda done,it will be fully done once my books get here.
Okay,so yeah my parents were rich,and i don't always take their money.
And this is guilt money,my dad doesn't know how to apologize so this is his way to not feel guilty.
Even though I thoroughly told him that I don't blame him for anything.

I guess i got a little used to the time zone,and since im really tired,i take a shower and get in my bed.
Tomorow is a new day.

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And don't worry we meet the bad boy soon 😉

Sara 🌷