You Got Me || Austin Porter

Don't Forget Where You Belong

So the day that I waited since I was a little kid has finally came, I still can't believe I'm about to make one of my biggest dreams become my reality. I can't believe I am actually moving to LA, the city of my dreams, and the best part is that I'm moving in with my childhood best friend... Ok, let me explains some things, I'm a 17 years old brazilian girl and so is my best friend. We became friends in kindergarten and would have been inseparable since then if it weren't for one small thing: Jessica's parents split up and she and her mother moved to LA (when we were about 7 years old) and started a whole new life there, including a new marriage with Mrs Arreaga. I actually care as deeply for Mrs Arreaga as I do for my own father, because they are actually pretty similar and they both love me as a daughter. Mrs Arreaga is a natural joker and can always put a smile on my face, Brandon (his son) can also do that, I guess is all about the genetics. Brandon and I practically grew up together, since I always spent the vacation in their house or them in mine. We became really close over the years part because we are the same age and part because we both love to mess with his stepsister. I consider him my best friend, along with Jess. Oh, I almost forgot to say that he is a member of the newest boyband right now. The band is called PRETTYMUCH and there are 4 other guys in the group. I haven't met them yet, but Brandon is always talking about how awesome they are, I can't lie that I got my hopes a little high... The boys haven't released any music til now, but B is always talking about how good the songs are getting and always send me videos of them slaying some choreographies, so I'm pretty excited about it. Because of the boyband, Brandon is no longer living with his parents, he shares a house with the other group members and from what I've been told his house is in the same area, so I'll have no problem in meeting him. Jessica and Denise (her mum) have been amazing to me since I can remember and we are all just a big family (they actually bought a house with an extra room for me and I'm not even joking about it). Our families were getting tired of getting off and on airplanes, so Jess's mum talked to my parents and they decided that it was a good idea for me to move in with them (I know what you all are thinking, no they didn't push me away nor didn't love me anymore, but they simply knew that living in the US was my dream, so they supported me). I think I forgot to mention that I'm a really great dancer and so is Jess, so when I found out I was moving to the city of the stars I sent my application and a video of me dancing to Matt Steffanina's Studio (one of the greatest dance studios in LA), the same studio Jess takes her dance classes, and well, I got in!! The only thing that's not awesome is the fact that we both still have to attend High School (at least it is the same school), but nothing's perfect. Now you can all understand why the hell am I so excited, right? So that's a little resume about how my life has been so far. Today a new chapter of my life begins and I am so ready for it.
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After a very stressful day, we finally got to the airport. It was a bad day because my parents are not the most organized persons in the world so they actually had everything in hands by the time we should leave the house, except for my passport. I know, lucky me. Before that, my cat got sick and we had to take Mia to the vet in the middle of the final preparations to the trip. Still lucky, right? By the way, before that I decided to go to the beach to get a nice tan and rock in my new city when I step out of the plane. Guess what? I got a REALLY bad sunburn. Most lucky girl ever is what you're all thinking. But towards the end of the day (when it was my boarding time) everything started to be alright again. My parents found my passport, Mia will be just fine and well my skin is still pretty burnt, but we can deal with that later.
I looked at my wristwatch and it marked 7pm. My boarding time. I raised my head and looked straight to my parents. "Damn, this will be way harder than I thought it would". That's all I could think about. We all knew this was it, this was our goodbye and there was nothing we could do to make it easier. I leaned in for a hug from both of them and looked into their eyes and said how much I loved them and how much they letting me follow my dream meant to me. I am not the most sentimental person in the world, actually, I am pretty far away from that, but these words were necessary. I stopped the hug only to see a tear rolling down my mom's cheek and I knew that if I didn't left in that second I'd change my mind and end up staying in Brazil. I looked at them one more time before putting my backpack on my shoulder, waved a goodbye and started walking into my gate with my passport in my hands.
After all the luggage check, passport check, ticket check, all the checks you need to get inside the airplane (seriously, why are there so many checks?), I was finally in my seat. I got an window seat, which I hate, so asked the lady that was seating on the aisle if she would mind changing seats with me, and she was pretty happy about doing so. Guess she really wanted the window seat. I put on my headphones, pressed play on my travel playlist and closed my eyes. I spent the whole flight daydreaming about my new life and secretly hoping it would exceed my expectations.
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Hey guys, so this is my first fanfic. I know its a small chapter, but this was only an introduction. Also, I'm a little rusted because I don't write anything in years, so please don't be too harsh on me...
~Mafe