Life as we know it

Plane Rides

The accident happened two weeks ago. Once Jake and I were discharged from the hospital a lady from 'child service Australia' took us back to our house to start packing, as sad as the situation was at least mum and dad had life insurance so we had of lot of inheritance. Sonya the social worker we were given told us the day after I was released that due to all that's happened the police decided to drop my underage drinking charges.

I still can't believe that they're gone, Mum and Dad were my life. Now they're gone and it's my entire fault. Finally after two weeks Sonya decided to ship us off to Cheshire. It's horrible here Aunt Edna hates us.

The morning of the flight Jake and I woke up in the spare room of Emily's house, where we've been staying. Mum and Dads funerals were yesterday and the feeling was still raw. My eyes were all red and puffy and I had no energy what so ever, Jake on the other hand was handleing it better than me although he was so nervous about moving he was physically sick. Our flight left at 5:00am right now its 3am we have to be at the airport in half an hour though.

As Jake and I walked into the airport and dropped off our bags I couldn't stop crying, "all my memories all my friends, my parents are here in Australia and now I have to just pick-up and leave it's not fair" I wept into Emily's shoulder as we stood at my terminals entrance.

Our plane would be here soon but I just couldn't say goodbye, finally after one last hug Jake dragged me through security. "i can't believe it either" Jake whispered into my ear as we sat in the waiting area. When I didn't respond he just pulled me into a hug as we cried together.

It wasn't long before we were on the flight; the ride was ok except for a baby that cried every now and then. We didn't talk much and we slept most of the way. Right now Jake is in the bathroom. And I can't stop thinking about the last time we saw aunt Edna, we would have been about 8 and 7 and too be honest she scared the crap out of me, she's just way to judgemental and rude, living with her his going to be pure torture.... My negative thoughts stop there when someone starts tapping my shoulder at first I thought it was Jake but as I turn around its not Jake I see, but a rather unattractive kid who would have to be around jakes age.

As soon as we made eye contact he more or less glared at me. I shrugged it off and turned back around only to be tapped again a few seconds later. Once again I turned around and came face to face with the same ugly kid. Before I could say anything he cut me off, "could you please keep your incessant wailing to a minimum" he said rather rudely. I hadn't even realised I was crying until he pointed it out, but it's been like that for a while. When I didn't say anything and just turned around again he kept going, "so what happened to make this upset, your pet rock die" he sneered I was about to respond but the little girl beside him beat me too it "oh my god James I'm gonna tell on you to mum for being rude, you can't talk to people like that". 'James' just laughed at who I'm assuming is his little sister and put his earphones in while closing his eyes.

I took the chance to thank the little girl for defending me and turned back around. By now Jake was back and was sitting quietly with his eyes closed. It was only 5:30 am so a lot of people were sleeping, so I decided I might as well too.

I must have spent at least an hour drifting in and out of sleep before I finally gave up. Lucky for us Jake and I had been able to splurge a bit and get seats in first class. There wasn't very many people in first class besides us and the obnoxious kids family so it was pretty quite. I didn't have anything to do and didn't want to watch a movie so I decided I might as well just listen to music. About a week before the accident mum and dad decided that since I had a 4.7 grade average I needed to be rewarded so they got me the new gold iPhone 5s. As soon as I entered my music library I shuffled the songs and immediately 'crazy in love' by Beyoncé and Jay-Z played. It's one of my favourite songs but it just brings back so many memories of my parents especially mum.

I remember this one time i would have been 13, I had a night mare and couldn't sleep, mum had just got home from her shift at the hospital and came to check on Jake and I when she noticed I was awake she asked "why on earth are you still awake at 3 am on a Wednesday night" I explained about my dream and instead of making me go to sleep, she decided we should have some fun. I remember she physically pulled me out of bed and dragged me into the kitchen and started pulling out random pots and pans. We intended on baking muffins but mum insisted we turn some music on so we did. Mum loved Beyoncé so she put it on repeat, I don't know how many times we listened to it but by the time the muffins were in the oven and we were washing up (more like singing horribly into wooden spoons while licking the batter off) we knew all the lyrics off by heart. not wanting the memory to end I put the song on replay, I don't know when but at some point I must have fallen asleep cause when I woke up Jake was shaking me and it was dark out side. "thank god I've been shaking you for ages" Jake sighed when I opened my eyes. "I thought you were dead" he nervously laughed". Me being the unsociable person I am in the mornings or in this case night, just rolled my eyes at jakes comment, when he didn't say anything else and my patience was running out I accidentally snapped at Jake "so why did you wake me". Jake knowing I didn't mean it rolled his eyes and told me to look out the window, when I did I noticed that we were on the ground and the rest of the plane was empty. slowly getting out of my seat and. Grabbing my hand luggage Jake and stepped off the plane.

Walking through the terminals all I could think was "this is it the start of my new life" I didn't realise I had actually said it until Jake commented quietly "me too". realising what Jake had said I stopped and turned to him. "no matter what ain't Edna says or does, we stick together okay?" was all he said. "okay" was all that came to mind.