America...my new home. After spending 15years of my life in the UK, I just left.
California has always been my dream place to live but I didn't want it to be now, I wanted it to be when I was an adult or attending uni. However being underage doesn't let me have any say in where my mum works. I shouldn't complain because it pays well and makes her happy. It makes her forget about my dad: he left us for some skank a few years ago and I've never forgiven him for it.
I looked out of the airplane window, admiring the city lights. Across the horizon was the city that never sleeps. New York.
"Tallulah we're almost here." My mum said tapping me on my shoulder and I nodded. I never wanted to leave my life at home but I don't have a choice.
"Hello excuse me how do you select a movie on here." My mum asked a male flight attendant. Before he could help I leaned over, selecting a few buttons and set up my mum's favourite movie as well as mine. This Is Us.
I smiled at the attendant who was about to leave. To be honest he was pretty hot but out of my league.
"Tallulah can you get my bags please." My mum ordered as she ran to the toilet. I stretched towards the overhead bins and got out my backpack and my mum's bag. An arm extended next to me and I turned to see a girl with blonde hair and fake boobs. She gave me a dirty look and chewed her gum disgustingly.
"What do you want?" She said pushing her chest out.
"Erm nothing, nothing." I rushed before moving away from her and towards the exit. I hope I don't see her again.
I walked out into the airport and decided now was the best time to become unsocial. My earphones blasted my favourite tunes and I ignored everything my mother said. We collected our suitcases and rolled them off to the exit.
"TAXI!" My mother squealed and I rolled my eyes as I followed her.
I placed my suitcase into the boot and and slammed the door.
"Tallulah careful!" My mother shouted but I continued sulking.
"Where you off to?" The taxi driver asked, his bald hair shining in the sunlight.
"28 Redwood Drive please." My mother smiled and the driver nodded.
Throughout the whole journey, my mum and the driver engaged in conversation. Whether it was about food, crazes, the economy, they would talk.
"Are we there yet?" I whispered to my mum and she shook her head before continuing her conversation. My mum erupted in laughter, I've never seen her this way since my dad left. Maybe America will be a good change.
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