We moved to England from Australia, where we were all brought up, because we don't know anyone here and it's quite far away so we figured no one would suspect anything, if you're wondering how we got here, well, it wasn't easy.
I can't really explain it in that much detail, all I remember is a lot of changing cars and a long boat ride but from the way Michael described it it was intense and planned to the last second. No one told me the exact plan of action because, and I quote, 'it'd be easier for me not to know'
I'm 19 years old and they still don't trust me. India's 20, Michael's 22 and Ashton's 21, making me the youngest therefore they treat me like a kid.
Except for Ashton.
He treats me like a the responsible teenager I'm not.
Ashton is more protective of me than India and Michael. All 3 of them are my bestfriends but India and Michael push me around abit as I'm younger than them but when Ashton's with me he doesn't let me take any of their crap. I admire Ashton for that.
He sticks up for me when they call me a child. If he didn't do that I'd just let them say whatever they want to me. I'm not a very self confident person so if anybody says anything to me I just stay quiet, Ashton hates that. He thinks that I need to be more confident in myself and he says he try's to help me with it but I don't know exactly how yet.
Anyway,
When we arrived in England we got off the ferry at Dover and got straight in another car and drove to Yorkshire, a small village in there is where we found out little house. We bought that and moved in straight away, we didn't have any furniture, obviously, we just had some clothes in a bag that we took with us.
About a week after sleeping on a wooden floor we decided it would only be necessary to buy some furniture. We didn't want to look strange to all the others in the village so we didn't stay inside all day, we just acted like everyone else but what they didn't know is that our hearts were racing every time we caught someone looking at us.
