Rebel

2) The Ride, Room and .... Coffee?

The Ride, Room and .... Coffee?

Gabbie's POV:

I stood there holding him to dear life. I didn't want to let go of him. For the past four years of my life he was the only one on my side.

If you haven't guessed it, I'm at the airport. Mum was not kidding when she said I was going to London. I don't want to leave dad. He is been there for every thing. Even at the time when I tackled my first guy in high school.

Ah...good memories.

"Be good okay?" He says letting me go.

"I'll try my very least!" I giggle.

"I'll miss my little red."

"I know dad. I know..."

'Flight 369 to London now boarding'

I gave dad a last hug.

"I love you dad!"

"Love you too sweetie!" He kisses my forehead as I pull my luggage. This is it.

I'm going to London and there is no turning back now.

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The flight was very long. On my left was a little kid and her mother was on my right.

''HI!" the little girl decides to talk.

''Um hi...?'' what else am i suppose to say to the kid!

''Why is your hair red?'' she asks. She look like she is around 6-7 years old.

''Um i dont know, i like it like that.''

''Really? Mummy says people who are crazy colour thier hair. But your not crazy why did you?'' Okay that was insulting at one point but then adorable.

''No im not crazy, and something bad lead me to colour my hair. Um but do i look okay in it?''

Why am i asking a 7 year old?!?

''Yeah!" She smiles with her adorable dimples.

i smile back at her and poke he dimples. ''You have a very cute smile there, whats your name sweetie?"

i know, i know...Im nice to little kids. Thats just who i am. I love little kids. Honeslty, alittle secret about me, is that kids are my weakness. Shhh...dont tell!

''My name is Lizzie! and you have a pretty smile too!''

''Awn, thanks Lizzie and your MUCH cuter!''

She giggles as i play with her. DONT JUDGE the poor girl was loney and her weird ass mother was asleep.

i dont blame her though.

Thats what i did throughout the flight was play with Lizzie.

Better make use of life before it ends right?

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Currently mum is driving us to the house I'm assuming. She didnt tell me.

"So mum did you paint my walls any color but pink cause I swear if they are-" I was cut off.

"You are not staying at the house sweetie"

The car stopped and I saw the most giant school I have ever seen.

"What do you mean by that?"

"You are staying at the school. You are going to have a roommate and you are not invited at my house unless I call you over, Understand?"