The Bad Boys Little sister

Chapter 1

10 years of boarding school down the drain, and for what? Public school? Puh-leeze, there is no way in hell that I'm going there.

"But I don't wanna go!" I whine slowly dragging my suitcase down the stairs, making sure it hits each staircase with an 'oomph'. 

"I'm going to miss all my friends and my dorm, and the weather," I say looking around the beautiful town I call home. The rolling green hills, with not a touch of dull grass, surrounded by towering stone buildings with vines crawling up the exterior accentuating the architecture that can only be found in the South of France. I am going to miss the rumble of music from the halls in the morning as every girl plays a playlist of music while getting ready for the day. I am going to miss being neighbors or roommates with my best friends. I am going to miss sneaking into boys' dorms and sneaking into town at night. I am Even going to miss Mrs.Lavigne, the most stuck-up and scary dorm parent who would always yell at me when I came down to get water after lights out. I am going to miss it all

"Come on honey, you're going to love California," My dad says with a wide smile as if sensing my thoughts. There was so much hope brimming in those big blue eyes that I just had to smile back, and let it go. For now.

Okay so I know I sound Like a brat, but I promise you I'm not, I mean what would you do if you were just forced to pack up all your stuff and say goodbye to your friends that you've known for 10 years. And while I do understand that is the definition of moving, I've lived with these people for years. My friends and I were more like sisters, and to say it's difficult to say goodbye is an understatement.

The driver took my bag from my hands as he loaded it into the backseat of the car. I sat down next to my dad feeling utterly defeated. "I've missed you," I say softly, he hummed in response as the car backed out of the driveway and headed to the airport.

My dad fell asleep not too much later, and we still had a 2-hour long drive. So it was just me. With my thoughts. In a car. For the next 2 hours of my life. I decided to look at the school website again, it's going to be really weird having to pick a different outfit out every day.  It seems like so much work.

And as much as that is a reason for some of the butterflies that are gathering in my stomach, seeing my brothers for the first time in 6 years also has a big part in it too. I mean we talk on the phone, but we haven't seen each other in person in a while. I can hardly remember what they look like.

I think they'll recognize me, I don't think I've changed that much. I just got boobs. Well, I'm still part of the itty bitty titty committee but they count. And my hair got lighter, I grew, and according to my ex I have an ass, and my face filled out so now I have cheekbones. Who would've thought underneath all that baby fat were cheekbones? I slowly drift off to sleep, with questions swirling in my mind creating a mobile of my spinning thoughts. 

"Abella, Wake up we're here," I hear a gentle voice say, as a hand rubs circles around my back. My eyes shoot open before I quickly squeeze them shut needing a minute to adjust to the lights. I was so thankful that my dad decided to fly private, going through security is always the worst part of traveling, besides figuring out how and where to check your bags. 

I do a long stretch relishing in the feeling of getting out of the cramped car and grab my backpack before following my dad to the plane. My bags have already been loaded onto the plane, so I only have to carry my small backpack which I just sling onto my shoulder.

Once I step inside I am met with a blast of cold air. Ahhhh, the best feeling in the world. I make my way towards the back of the plane and sit in an expandable couch chair, before plopping down and spreading out so I can fall asleep again.

I must've been tired because I didn't end up waking up at all, even during the Captain's announcements. My dad decided it would be a good time to finally wake me up after the Captain announced our descent.

I slowly get up and stretch out my body, before I make my way to the lavatory. When I step inside I quickly assess myself in the mirror and cringe at the noticeable effects of traveling. My shirt is all crumpled up along with my sweatpants and my undereye bags are horrific. I walk out just to grab my bag from my seat before I make my way back to the bathroom to fix up the mess I call me.

I dig through my bag until I find the spare clothes I always keep when I'm traveling.

I put on a black pair of ripped jean shorts and pair it with a white Brandy Melville U.S, LA Olympics tee. I slide my Gucci snake sneakers back on and fix my hair before sliding my sunglasses back up on my head.

When the plane finally lands, I check my watch to see it's 1:00 am until I remember the time difference.

I sigh, this was going to be a long night, well day, ugh same thing.

My dad and I get straight off the plane and into the car. I try and use every method in the book to try and stay awake, but so far I'm barely managing to keep my eyes open.

The slam of the car door jolts me awake, as I become aware of my surroundings Judging by the fact that the driver is pulling the luggage out of the trunk, I can guess that we just pulled up. I slowly get out of the car taking my time.

As I look up to the familiar home I can't help the smile that spreads across my tired face.

"Hey dad, do you think the boys are home," I ask, once we make it inside"I don't think so Sweetie, its only 2 pm so they're probably out with friends," He says, I nod and decide to just accept the inevitable. Sleep. I know the consequences of this will be brutal, like having to go through the whole time difference thing tomorrow, but I just can't stay awake any longer.  

"Hey dad, I'm going to show myself to my room," I say walking up the stairs, I walk down a long hallway aimlessly trying to find my room. Halfway through my search, I decided to give up and just occupy the closest bedroom.

I open up the door and look around the grey-colored room before I shrug. Good enough. I quickly change out of my jean shorts and put a pajama set on before I hop into the comfy bed. The last thing I can remember before falling asleep is the familiar scent wafting through my nose.