The Water Is Better Down Under

Chapter 1

Uh ... So I realized that I have NO IDEA how Aussies talk. Fuck.

Bare with me here? I'm probably going to get A LOT of things wring, but hey, I'm trying!

So if I get some stuff wrong, don't be afraid to tell me! Again, the story is based in Canada (where I live, YEE BUDDY!) and NOT Australia. So yeah.

Unedited! (:

Hope you love it (;

~Parker--Mudblood~ 

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Chapter 1 

•Kennedy•

"Kennedy! We need to get going, it's already nine in the morning!" Isabella Laurel, sister of Kennedy Laurel, yelled. Kennedy groaned and looked at her little sister. She plopped her head back onto her pillow.

"Five more minutes." she mumbled. Isabella shook her head and screamed loudly into Kennedy's ear.

"ISABELLA! SHUT THE HELL UP!" Kennedy said as she got out of bed. "I'll get read, all right? Go get your jacket. Their plane lands at 10:30, Mom said to be there by 10:00. I'm just going to brush my teeth and throw some sweats on, okay? Meet you downstairs in ten minutes."

Isabella fled Kennedy's room to get her jacket. Kennedy rolled her eyes at her sister's excitement. She then retreated to her bathroom to get ready to pick up their guests from the airport. Ten minutes later, Kennedy was downstairs and waiting for her sister to put on her shoes.

Kennedy spotted the differences between her and Isabella. While Isabella wore tight jeans, a fahsionable T-shirt, a blue scarf and a leather jacket; Kennedy herself sported a pair of sweatpants, a T-shirt she found on the floor of her room and an old sweatshirt. She wondered why Isabella was getting so dressed up to meet their guests.

"Have you seen my boots? The ones with the heel to make me taller? Oh, here they are. You know, I can never find ones like these in the mall. I know I bought them at the outlets, but I would think they'd have a pair at the mall so I could compare the price. But they don't! I asked Shelly for-"

"Let's go Izzy!" Kennedy cut off Isabella impatiently, waiting for her sister to put her shoes on. Her mother would not be happy knowing she kept their guests waiting at the airport.

"I'm coming, Kennedy! Just wait, these boots are really hard to put on.." Kennedy sighed. At thirteen, she wasn't wearing high heeled boots. At thirteen, all she wore was running shoes.

'Times change, I guess.' she thought as she watched Isabella put on her three-inch heeled boots.

Kennedy looked at the clock and decided that they had time. She recalled what her mom said about their guests. She was Australian, like Tara, Kennedy's mother, and she was bringing her two kids. A boy and a girl, but Kennedy couldn't remember their names. But she did remember that this woman was best friends with Tara growing up, so she meant a lot to her. What was her name? Joey? Jenivieve? Kennedy couldn't recall.

Isabella triumphantly grunted as she zipped up her boots. She smiled.

"Okay, let's go." Kennedy head out the door, Isabella trailing behind her, her boots clicking up the pavement of the driveway.

'I'll bet our guests don't have to deal with fashion-obsessed thirten year olds every day.' Kennedy thought as she started the car.

Kennedy looked out the window as they passed the glorious ocean blue that she was privledged to lived near. Although she was a single mother, Tara could afford for her family to live right by the ocean with her high-paying job as a lawyer.

"Kennedy?" Isabella inquired. Kennedy glanced at her before returning her gaze to the road.

"Yeah, Izz?"

"You know how these people that are staying with us are Australian, right?"

"Yeah, Izz. What's your point?"

"Do you think that they get to live near the ocean too? You know, since it basically surrounds the whole country and all. Or do you think they live in the city and hate the water? Because I would hate to have these people here if they hate water, since it's our life and all. What do you think, Kennedy?" Kennedy thought about her sister's point. She was right, if they hated water, she wouldn't be able to stand these people. Water was life for Kennedy and her family, would she be able to keep her cool if their guests detested it?

"I don't know, Izz," Kennedy admitted, "I really don't know."  

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