After eventually settling in to my new room I hear mum call for me and Georgia. I rush off my bed and straight towards the stairs as not to keep her waiting. As I approach the stairs I can smell a beautiful scent of what smells like my favourite meal, spaghetti bolognese.
I slight 'eek' leaves my mouth as I sprint down the stairs and towards the dining room. It seems not even my eagerness to not keep mum waiting and sprint for spaghetti were not quick enough because as I approach the dining room mum, dad and Georgia seem to be all waiting for me.
I slide into my given seat across from mum with Georgia to my right and dad across from her. I grab my fork and immediately dig in giving grunts and the sound of 'mmm' now and again. By time I finish the plate I look up, everyone as has had what seems like two fork fulls.
I guess all this travelling and moving certainly made me hungry, I reach for a garlic bread and give a glance to my mum waiting for an approving nod and with in not time she nods her head and let's out a small laugh, clearly noticing my big appetite.
Wiping the plate clean with my garlic bread, I feel full. First meal in the new house and it's my favourite, I'm proud of my mum. I look at her across from me and smile giving her a thank you. I then offer to do the dishes which she jumps at as I'm not one for doing house chores.
She tells me that I can wash and Georgia can dry until the dishwasher is fitted tomorrow.
In no time I've finished the dishes and head towards the staircase to get ready for bed, with an early night in mind. I shout to mum a dad my good nights and walk up the stairs, as my full stomach can't take the sprint.
Taking my pyjama shirt and shorts out the wardrobe I slide my clothes off and put on my pyjamas, folding my moving clothes and putting them on the floor next to my wardrobe ready for the wash.
The warmth of the quilt comforts me and within seconds my eyes are closed and I'm dreaming about the beautiful sight of my favourite celebrity, no other than James Mcavoy.
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