Chapter 5 - The Cars Here are Flipped

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As I landed I looked for the person in charge of me. I saw a lady in her 30's holding a sign that said Callen, Allie.

"Hi." I said

"Are you Allie?" She said in a British accent.

"Yeah." I responded.

"I thought you would be older." She commented.

"Well, I am only 18," I said.

"Okay, let's go."

"Where to?" I asked.

"We're going to the house you are going to live at while you're saying here."

"Ohhhhh," I said.

"Yea."

"How old are you?" I asked her.

"I'll 36 years old."

"Cool. ¿Cómo te llamas? Yeah, I speak spanish, my mom is mexican. I speak 7 different languages, blame my dad.

"Cool. I'm Rose Tyler."

"Pretty name. Call me Allie or A.J." My mom gave me such a girly name.

"Allie is a beautiful name."

"Thanks," I said as we got to the car. I put my suitcases in the trunk, and got into the passengers seat.

"Hey Allie? Are you planning on driving?" she asked.

"What?" I looked in front of me and saw a steering wheel. "Oh. Nevermind, the cars are flipped over here."

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