Whispers of the Future (A Cody Carson Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

~~Finn's P.O.V.~~

I still can't quite believe that I'm going to see my favourite bands play later. I've spent so many years looking forward to this day and its finally about to happen. I had bought as many of the tickets as I could and my friends Spencer and Jade bought the rest. I'm going to pay them back though, no matter how much they tell me I don't have to. They both knew how much this tour meant to me so tried to help in any way possible.

Today was the first tour date. It was the one closest to home so I didn't have to travel that far today. My plan was to follow All Time Low's tour all over the US and go to every show. So far I was on track to manage it. Both Spencer and Jade teamed up together and bought me a backstage pass to the first show. I was so excited to tell the men who basically raised me just how much they mean to me. I would have never dreamt that I would be meeting All Time low in the flesh. They were also on tour with two of my most favourite bands ever too! Set it off and As It Is. I can't imagine what it'll be like to meet them all.

I leaped out of bed and walked over to my wardrobe picking out my As It Is t-shirt, black skinnies and a purple, white and black checked flannel shirt. I threw them all onto my bed and walked into the bathroom. After turning on the shower, I sat on the toilet seat and scrolled aimlessly through twitter and instagram, waiting for the water to warm up. After showering I walked over to my mirror to sort out the soaking wet, birds nest on top of my head. I sat down and turned the hair dryer on. I wasn't surprised to hear a loud banging on the wall dividing my small room and the one next door. It was Johnnie's room. I've never liked him. He plays crappy pop music obnoxiously loudly until the early hours every weekend. He deserves to be tired. To be fair most the kids in this here hate that too. I'm 20 years and 50 weeks old today. I still live in the foster home, Mrs Jones isn't that bad. She rents out the attic rooms to people like me for a low rate. She cooks meals for us too, as long as we pay a donation to the weekly shopping fund.

I've been here since I was about 13. I never got adopted, but why would I? I was always too old and too quiet. Any couples that came here wanted one of the younger kids, the 'cute ones'. I'm a screw up anyway; the other girls hate me, they think I'm a freak. I was moved from my old foster home in England because some bitch kept triggering my panic attacks and then got away with it. The Psychologist said that my PTSD was bad because I was still too close to my old house. So they shipped me across the Atlantic to the land of the free and illiterate. to my new foster home in Orlando. It is nice here but I loved it there, until that girl came along. It was an old woman called Joanne's house. It was a pretty big Victorian house, set in the middle of the peak district. She had miles of land surrounding it, with horses and sheep and wild rabbits. I was placed there when I was almost 12. It was great, Joe had horses and taught me how to ride, she even paid for me to join an archery club. I used to spend days wandering through fields and forests, I loved it. Until Hannah joined me a year and half later.

My current home was pretty big. It had two floors and two rooms built in the attic. Jade shares a room up there with me. She's almost 17 and has a job. She only works as a cashier at the supermarket but they pay her a fair amount. I however have to live off of the £5 per month allowance we get and a crappy wage I get from the news agent around the corner. I had to save up for ages to afford one ticket to a show. Spencer was one of the police men who arrested my dad. He's always helped me since then. He found me when I was 9, he was the second person I had ever met that was kind to me. He has made an effort to visit me at least once a month since, but his job means the has to travel a lot. Him and Jade are the only people I really talk to.

I stood up satisfied with my appearance. My deep blue and purple hair falling over my shoulders with the fringe covering my forehead. I assumed Jade was already downstairs because she wasn't in our room. She wasn't coming with me because she couldn't afford to miss work or her exams. Spencer insisted on coming with me on this trip because he wanted to be there if anything went wrong.

I checked the time: 9:14 am, "good, I have enough time to relax for a bit." I said quietly to myself before leaving my room. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where I saw a table surrounded by the other girls around 14 or 15, they all turned to each other and started whispering about something. When one looked up and saw me watching them from the door way they all stopped and glanced at me. I just looked down at the ground, not wanting any of them to say anything. "hey, Nemo!" I heard Jades voice call from the corner, a small smile crept over my face at the sound of her voice. Nemo was the nickname she gave to me the first day we met, it was her favourite Disney film and she thought it was cute. It is sort of fitting seen as my name is Finn. I looked over and saw her sitting on the bay window with it slightly opened. "hi." I responded quietly. walking towards her.

"You all packed and ready to go on your adventure?" she asked excitedly.

"Yeah, I'm all set." I said not really paying attention. The girls on the table were back to whispering and glancing at me every so often. It was making me nervous. Breathing slowly became more and more difficult and all of the strength seemed to drain from my body. I quickly hit Jades knee and she immediately caught on. She grabbed my trembling hand and led me out of the room and into the hall. My legs gave out and I collapsed to the floor letting the anxiety attack take over my body.

I could hear her talking but it was like it was distant. The words she was saying had no meaning to them although they made perfect sense. It felt like my hands were on fire but my skin was ice cold. My thoughts couldn't form inside my head and all I could see was darkness. Jade's voice was drowned out by the sound of my heart beating quickly. I could hear another voice in my head growing in volume. It was harsh and cruel, shouting words at me that I couldn't understand. It felt like the old scars on my back re-opened and the pain seared like the day got them. The pain got stronger and stronger but then; nothing.

A/N

Please don't take anything offensively (That's just my sense of humour, Deal with it)

 Anyway first fanfic on wattpad. you'are welcome to yell at me if I spelt something wrong or have terrible grammar  :{o

Also I'm terrible at updating regularly so don't hate me if I don't update for a month or so. I have a life which is annoying and gets in my way.

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