Chapter 2.
(Emma's POV)
I awoke late the next morning, everyone else was already up and ready to go i was the last one down to breakfast.
"Morning." i mumbled still only half awake. Various hello's and good morning's were heard from around the table. Here was me, Matt, Ryan, Morgan, all our parents, Morgans uncle John and surprisingly my cousin Sam but without his wife Julie or daughter Evie.
" Hey Sam didnt know you were here, wheres Evie and Julie?" although it was probably slightly muffled as i struggled to wake up.
"They're back home, I'm just here to show you where your new homes are, they're just down the road from where i live actually!" he replied whilst eating cereal.
"Okay then, cool," I shrugged, mornings suck.
"Honey, we're leaving in an hour so I suggest you get ready." my Mum piped up.
"Okay how long is the flight?" I asked.
"Only a few hours, are you going to sit by Matt?" she questioned. "Matt?"
"Huh?" he said, falling asleep in his breakfast (bacon and eggs- yummy!)
"Are we gonna sit together on the plane?" you can guess that was me.
"Yeah whatever," he replied, lazy as usual.
On my way upstairs to get changed an the last of my stuff, i started dreaming about what America will be like. Of course Morgan and Ryan will be back home but me an Matt will probably never get to go back to where we were born. You see, we're actually Russian, but you can only tell when we get really angry (which is really rare-only when I'm severely pissed off then I start speaking in Russian and my accent shows).
Anyway getting off track, I wonder what our new neighbours will be like. I hope they are nice maybe with HOT sons about our age? I wonder how they will react when I play my music at night-that's another habit of mine. Before I go to bed, I like to play music kinda loud, my family have gotten used to it now and can sleep through it but I'm not sure about the neighbours. Oh well if they dont like it i'll tell them where to shove it (you can kinda guess where that is).
Hmmm................what to wear, what to wear. Well the only clothes that hadn't been packed were my favourite black skinny jeans, orange knee high converse with neon green laces, (weird but they actually look quite good) and my purple top with green writing that says "Cant Touch This" as well as my leather jacket. Might as well make an impression as the new badasses hey.
"Emma, what do ya think I should wear, are we going for the badass look again?" Morgan asked, popping into my room.
"Oh my god! I just had an amazing idea, you should wear your yellow top with the smiley face on, grey skinny jeans and purple knee high converse with neon yellow laces!" i replied excitedly. (We have a bit of an addiction to knee high converse, you might just be able to tell.)
"With my black leather jacket that says "Hot Stuff" on the back!" She would look awesome!
"Emma, Morgan hurry up we're leaving!" that was my Dad. Just think in a few hours we'll be in another country, with different people, making a whole new reputation all over again.
"Coming!" we shouted down at the same time. Some people say that Morgan is more like my twin than Matt. Me and my should-be-twin raced down the stairs and left this house for the last time. And off to the airport we go!
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