"Y/N/N! Gising (wake up)! We need to go!" My mom shook me awake. I sat up and blinked slowly, letting my eyes adjust to the light. I nodded slowly and she left my empty room.
I changed into leggings and a hoodie and sprayed perfume on me. I sat in the middle of my room. It only has a bed in it. It's empty. No more pictures on the walls, no posters of Shawn Mendes, no posters of Pitch Perfect, nothing. It was bare. No curtains, no carpet, no single thing except the bed. I breathed in and out slowly, letting myself appreciate my room one last time.
When I got downstairs, I saw my mom, brother, and father standing in the middle of our empty living room. My brother handed me my carry-on bag that I prepared the night before. It's currently 3 AM in the morning. Our flight is at 6 and we have a one hour ride to get to the airport.
A white van picked us up and drove us there. When we got to the airport, my mom hugged me. "Say goodbye to the Philippines, Y/N/N."
I said goodbye in my mind, reminiscing good memories I had in the country. I spent the first 15 years in my life here. I'm currently halfway through my sixteenth year and now we're moving to America. All our boxes were already shipped there. Honestly, we didn't ship much. Most of them were clothes, pictures, personal items, and a few pieces of furniture that we'll be needing our first night there. We already ordered a few things and it's arriving the day we'll be arriving at the country.
The whole 12 hour flight from Manila to Miami, I stayed awake. I have no idea how I managed to keep myself up for the whole flight, but I did. I was bored, yes, but they were playing really cool movies so I guess I was fine.
When we arrived in the Miami Airport, (I have no idea what it's called, mom never bothered to tell me.) a car picked us up and drove us to the suburbs of Miami. We pulled up in front of a gorgeous house. It was quite spacious. It had a backyard, a pool, and a garden; three things we didn't have in our old house.
"Pick your rooms," my mom said. I rushed up the stairs and picked out the second biggest bedroom. The biggest was saved for my parents'. A queen sized bed was already placed in there. It already had a mattress which is great. And a dresser. And a desk.
We arrived here at 6 AM, Miami time. The movers will be here with our stuff and some of our furniture will come at 10 AM. I have 4 hours of absolutely nothing to do.
"Ma, maglalakad lang ako around the please para maging familiar ako!" (Ma, I'm just going to walk around the place so that I can familiarize myself.) I called out, talking in Taglish. I have no reason to speak in English yet because it's just my family, but I usually talk in Taglish.
I walked out and saw the sun rising. I looked over at the house across ours, there was a girl sitting outside of their house. She had a cup of what I assume is coffee in her hands, and she was petting a dog. A daschund to be exact. She had long brown hair and quite pale skin. She was also in a onesie. I payed her no mind and walked to the end of the street. Then I turned and went to the street next to it, familiarizing myself with the name of the streets and what the area looks like. I found a small park a few blocks away. I also found a small coffee shop next to the park. Then I found a playground. I discovered a lot of things about the area. Once I was satisfied, I walked back to our house. I checked my phone and saw that I spent an hour walking around. My mom was outside, admiring the garden, my brother and my father was playing badminton in the backyard. I decided to join them; I'm great at the sport. I used to be in the varsity in my old home.
After a maybe two hours of competing against the two boys, with me winning most of the time, I took a quick shower in my en suite bathroom, then I realized I had no clothes to change into except my pajamas from yesterday? Last night? This morning? I don't understand time travel. I asked my mom if she has spare clothes, and she said that she does; she packed us all spare clothes in case we didn't remember to bring spare.
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FanfictionLauren Jauregui and You imagines. May contain fluff and angst. (because that inappropriate stuff is a no no) PS: im pretty sure every one of these are lame. Sorry if y'all are not satisfied. You can always send me requests or feedback or whatever...