Just like any other day, get up, make dad coffee, drink dads coffee and go to school. The only thing that was different was today dad was up, and packing...the old man was making me go to Australia with him. Let me tell you about my dad, his name Gregg, Gregg Summers. He was that guy who you picked on because he always had his head in a book, and most likely was stuffed in a locker. But I couldn't ask for a better dad.
"Dad! Are you driving me ?" He didn't answer... "Greggy!" My dad ran out of his room with one sock on, his robe tied in all the wrong places, my father was a good looking man, he had sandy hair, which was turning grey, deep green eyes and he was average height.
"You okay Syd?" My dad wanted to name be Sydney because of Australia, but my mom hated that name, so it became my middle name, my dad never calls me Michelle.
"Are you driving me or should I take the bus?"
"Why don't you take the bus, you can spend some time with you friends before we leave next week"
"They're not friends, just people I know"
"Make the best of your day sunshine, I love you"
"Love you too"
I got on the bus full of teenage fangirls and perverted boys who couldn't wait to look up my pencil skirt. I always sat in the back because that way I could observe my surroundings. Just then my favorite blued hair pixie showed up. "Hello gorgeous" she said with her rich England accent, Rocky (aka Raquel) has been my best friend since middle school, through all her hair changes we've stuck with each other for seven years. "Hey Rocky"
"Mikey, darling...I'm gonna miss you a shit load when you're in that sunny place with tan boys and ice drinks"
"We have ice drinks here"
"Still not the same lovebug" she put her creepers on my skirt "cute huh? Bought them yesterday, which reminds me...are we still buying knickers today?"
"Knickers? Rocky, I'm still American you know. Just say bras"
"Fine" she stood up and yelled "fucking bras, that's for all you horny freshmen" she winked and sat down. I leaned against the window "I'm gonna miss you"
"Me too, did you know that there's this band who's super yummy, I got my eye on the lead so hands off" Rocky pulled up a video, four guys, a bunch of underwear flying, it was a good song. I'm into classical songs, but it was good. The video was good, the drummer was the cutest in my eyes.
"What are they called?"
"Five seconds of summer, like I said the lead is mine"
"I thought you would go for the more punk guy"
"MIkey?"
"What?"
"No no love, his name is Mikey, Micheal really but everyone calls him Mikey"
"What about the drummer?"
"I knew you would like little Ash, that's Ashton, I've met him once"
"You have?"
"Bumped into him on the street, took a photo but my flash was on so it just looks like heaven basically, they live in Sydney, maybe you'll meet them when you go" me meting hot Aussies? That's funny. I came close to meeting Liam Payne but I fainted and missed my shot.
After school Rocky decided that I have no taste in underwear and if I was going to meet Ashton I better have a good thong on. Rocky made me buy clothes, shoes, makeup, basically everything
"Are we done?"
"Yes you can ice your poor little feet as soon as-" she ran towards a group of guys, also known as my ex boyfriend and his friends
"Hey Michelle, you look good"
"Hi Chris, you should know by now it's Mikey" Rocky was already off with the other guys, which left me and Chris alone
"I heard you're leaving, I'm gonna miss your fine ass"
"Too bad you never got to touch it"
"Can we just talk?"
"Sure"
I'll just fast forward. Me and Chris ended up making out in the bushes for a while and I took a cab home since Rocky left with his friends. After all this, I forgot to buy a damn bra.
