after 20+ hours of being trapped on an uncomfortable plane, hearing the constant whining of countless babies and toddlers, I arrived in arizona.
it was nothing like sydney. the weather was awful, it was fairly hot but for me it sent shivers down my spine. to me it was an ugly state, there was nothing that pleased me about it, nothing that intrigued me. all i wanted to do was go home.
i'd already collected my luggage and i was waiting impatiently for my dad to arrive. by this time i was bored. id been here for not even an hour and i wanted to go back. i missed home, i missed my friends and i missed my mom, but no one was ever going to know.
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my dad had picked me up over an hour late. i was cold. the rain slashed through the air, bouncing onto the ground. i had gotten in his car soaking wet, he was not impressed. neither was i.
we arrived at his house around half an hour later. it was a big house, plain, but none the less, big. as i made my way to the front door, a kid around 13 stared at me through the next house's window (a/n it's not Brandon it's Ashton, this is like when hunter is 18 if it makes sense). a slightly older boy kicked him, literally kicked him, out of the way, winking at me in the process. ew.
i ran upstairs, completely ignored whatever my dad was shouting to me, and found the room he had told me about. my room. it was pink and really girly. i hate pink. I threw my bags over my bed and flopped down onto it.
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after a few hours or so, there was a knock at the door. I made my way to the hall on the top floor to see who it was. My dad was talking to a teenage boy, around my age. i didn't know what the heck they were talking about until I heard my name.
"yeah Brooklyn is upstairs, want me to get her for you?" my dad said as I gritted my teeth. why was he doing this? I had literally arrived here from australia today after a 20+ hour flight, got soaked in the rain and had no way of contacting my friends because I couldn't use my phone in america yet, the last thing I want to do is socialise with strangers.
"err, yeah if you want, I guess that would be cool," the boy says nervously.
"brooklyn!!" my dad shouted and I ran down the stairs, "there's someone I want you to meet, brooklyn this is hunter, hunter this is brooklyn," he said as he walked away, leaving me alone with 'hunter'.
a/n Hiii guys it's Caitlin (again lol) but this is chapter one and I didn't proof read but holly and mia did (kinda) but it's Gucci. anyways idk who will post the next chapter but it'll be good so yeah. please follow us, vote and comment. you can tweet me @CaitlinMeadwell if you want to and if you like this story but for now please enjoy lolol.
-Caitlin 🌟
