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Chicago--------Nashvile

Ashton's pov
"There is no winning without hard work Ashton"
"I know coach, I will work harder"
"Ashton, you got yourself a girl?"
"No coach, not yet......"
"That will change your life son, once you find a girl you truly love with your whole heart, treat her right, just like this sport you hear me?"
"Yes sir"
I walk over to my bag and begin to pack up my bag after my coach gives me his last words of advice before I move to Nashville.
I finish packing and he walks over.
"Thanks again coach, for everything" he sticks out his hand but I full on hug him. He has taught me everything I know about the 400m sprint. Because of him I can be the best that I want to be. He pats my back and I walk of the track both hands in my sweatshirt pockets knowing that when I move to Nashville it's going to be rough. I'm probably not going to talk to anyone. Might as well go back into my stress world of death. Leaving your friends and Adjusting to new ones can be hard. Of corse it won't be hard for my little brother Aiden, he is the most social 13 year old I have ever met in my life. Then my older brother Andrew doesn't need friends because he has better things to do.

I reach the parking lot and I'm relieved to see my bike still parked by the light post. I walk over and grab the handle bars. The cold rubber feels great on my sweaty hands and I throw my bag over my shoulder and push of with my feet.

I open the door and I'm welcome with piles of boxes.
"Why aren't these boxes gone yet?" I yell to no one in particular and no one yells back. After dropping my bag to the side I walk into the kitchen and grab a banana. Aiden is working on some homework he had to do before we leave.
"Need help?" He slams his pencil down and pushes his paper into his binder.
"Nope, finished" he walks up to his room probably to play so COD or something.
See my family is separated by 3 categories, for the 3 of us.
Aiden loves music and will sing for anyone, Andrew is an amazing artist and About 3/4 of his wall in his room is covers in his art. Myself, I like to do sports, mainly run, keeps my head out of things I dont want it in.

I change into some sweat pants and a tank top, throwing my phone on my bed as I walk in the bathroom to brush my teeth. I come back in to my phone in the same spot. I move it to its charger and plop down on my un made bed. It took about 30 minutes to get my mind of of thing and to nothing then I fall asleep.
•••••••
The unpleasant sound of my alarm wakes me up right at the peak of 6am. I walk to the mirror in my bathroom and I see a rats nest placed on my head, also known as hair. I turn on the shower allowing it to only touch my fingers as it warms up. Finally it does and I get out of my pajamas and take a shower to start my day.

I find myself again looking at my mirror thinking about non other than my hair.
I throw my hands through it a few times till I like what I see ( only the hair bellow)

I throw on a random hype tie dye tee shirt and some black sweatpants along with some black vans.

I grab my bag and pack it with my phone, charger, earbuds, a blanket for the plane ride, and my Gatorade. I close the door behind me quietly expecting to be the only one up. I walk down the stair slowly so it doesn't make a sound and into the kitchen . I pull a bowl out of the cabinet and I grab some lucky charms with some milk. I pour the milk and lucky charms into the bowl and turn around.
"Aiden?" I whisper/ yell. He looks up from his phone and walks over to the cereal and milk and makes himself a serving.
"Morning he says and sits down In front of where I was standing. I sit down in front of him and pull out my phone. I take out my phone and take a picture of Aiden eating . I got on Twitter and caption the picture
@ashmiller - this is not goodbye Chicago
I post the picture and in seconds I get hundreds of likes. I don't know why I'm famous on Twitter. Who wants to follow me? But I learned to deal with it.
"ok let's hit the road " I hear from behind me.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Andrew comes out up to me
"Already did, I woke my up early so I could finish packing the stuff on my walls." I nod, that makes sense. We wait for Aiden to finish his cereal and I grab my bag. I was walking to the car when a overly excited 13 year old rushed passed me and into the passenger seat.
"Dibs!" He shouts and opens the car door allowing him to sit down.
"Ok, I will take the back seats" making sure to emphasize that there were 3 seats to myself in the back. I climb in the car and set my bag on the other side. Aiden reaches over and honks the horn.
"Aiden! We have neighbors!" He shrugs and Andrew runs out with his keys lanyard. He jumps in the car and starts the car.
•••
"Flight 15 Chicago to Nashville now boarding" I stand up and walk behind Andrew to the boarding platform.
Once I get on the plane I race for the window seat. Fortunately I beat Aiden . I set my bag down and pull out my phone and ear buds.

(Short) Lauren pov
"Lauren!" I heard someone scream but I didn't respond
"Lauren, wake up!" I pick up a pillow and throw it to whoever was trying to wake me up.
"Fine, you don't have to make the cookies for the new neighbors that are arriving today"
I open one eye and stare at dani's bright green eyes
"I'm listening" she smiles devilishly
"Well, there are 3 of them, all brothers" I sit up slowly and listen more carefully.
"Ones Lisa's age, ones your age, and ones Christians age" she leaves the room and I put on some skinny jeans, a white shirt, with a red and black flannel, followed by some tims,

I walk down stairs and already smell cookies.
"Did you really start with out me?" They all shrug and Katherine pulls the cookies out of the oven.
"Ok let me put the cookies on this basket and we will go." Katherine suggested. I walk out of the door an onto the porch. The sun is almost blocked by a huge moving truck with worker moving boxes into the house.

Aiden pov
" aiden, wake up" I felt a violent shake on my shoulder. I slap Ashton in the face while rubbing my eyes. We reach the platform and start searching for our cab.
"It's way hotter than I expected" Andrew said taking off his coat. I saw a cab driver walk by the door and hold up a sign
'Miller'
"Guys I found the driver" I walk over to him
"Are you the millers" he asked we nodded . He walked us over to the cab and we got in.
"This is going to be a long drive" the driver informs us. I can't wait for my new life!