The Land Surrounded by Water

Chapter 1 - Never Gonna Meet Again

'Yesterday is gone, tomorrow doesn't exist, today is here - use it'

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Chapter 1

My eyes opened slowly and I looked around confusedly at the unfamiliar room around me. Where was I? The delicious smell of bacon wafted into my room and met my nose, releasing me from my sleepy state and bringing me back to reality. I was in Australia at my aunt Glenda's house.

Getting out of bed, I made my way downstairs, and to the homey kitchen where the delicious smell was coming from. Lo and behold, there stood my aunt standing in front of the stove with a sizzling and crackling frying pan in front of her. She turned around and smiled when she saw me.

"Lizzie, you're up!" She exclaimed in her cliched Australian accent. "Please help yourself."

She motioned to the egg and bacon on the stove as she handed me a plate. "Thanks." I smiled and scooped some onto my plate, before sitting at one of the barstools beside the counter. "Do you have to work today?"

My aunt, you see, is a doctor and with doctors they never really know if they'll be needed or not during a day. "Yes, I'm sorry." She sighed and sat down next to me. "I tried to get the day off today to show you around but as it is I have to go in."

I nodded and took a mouthful of food and she looked at me amusedly. "What?" I asked self-consciously, wiping my face.

"You haven't changed a bit since the last time I saw you." She smiled and I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Da, that would be because the last time you saw me was two months ago." I replied humorously.

"Oh I know." She smiled. "I just wanted to make this meeting feel a bit more cliche."

"That wasn't cliche, Da. That was old grandma with bad eyesight that says that so it seems like she can see them." She laughed and got up.

"Were you thinking about going out today at all?" She asked and I nodded. "Follow me, then."

Looking wistfully at my unfinished bacon and eggs and the doorway, I reluctantly got up and followed Da through the lounge room and laundry before exiting the side door and stepping into the garage. She walked around her car and pulled off a sheet that had been over the top of an old Yamaha R15.

"I figured you'd need something to drive around and your father told me you were fond of motorbikes." She beamed as I ran over and hugged her. There was a reason she was my favourite aunt.

As I pulled away she motioned for me to follow her again as she went through a door on the opposite side to the first one and led me outside. We walked around the corner of the garage and I stopped when I saw what was sitting in the driveway.

"This was your father's present." She shrugged and I stood there mouth agape. My father had gotten me a Lamborghini Gallardo. A fricking Lambo. So much for inconspicuous.

"You have got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed. "He got me a Lambo?"

"Yep, and he doesn't know about the motorbike so lets leave it at that." I smiled again and hugged her. "Come on, lets get that in the garage before I gotta run."

After that was finished she gave me the keys to my bike, car and one to the house before leaving for work. Finishing my breakfast and washing up the plate, I made my way back up to my room and opened the curtains. Bright light flooded the room and I could see all of the room clearly.

The walls were black with a white ceiling and wooden floorboards. The queen-sized bed was in the middle of the left wall with black sheets, white covers and pillows of both colours. There was a white desk beside the window with a desktop computer on it and a TV opposite the bed, between two doors.