Maybe, just maybe.

Chapter 1

Cecelia's P.O.V

"Come on sweetie. We have to go or you'll miss your flight." My dads co-worker Shelly said to me as I pulled the last of my heavy suitcases down the stairs. Today I was moving from Canada, all the way to Sydney, Australia. Today was also an exact week from the day both of my parents died. That was why I was moving to Australia. It was only two days after my parents funeral.

"Yep I'm coming." I said, my voice dropping at the end of my sentence.

As we walked out of the house, I took one look back at the house I grew up in, the house where so many wonderful memories were made. And that's all they'll ever be now, a memory. I'll never be able to relive those moments in the same house ever again.

We set my four medium sized suit cases in the trunk of Shelly's car. She slammed the trunk shut and we both wandered over to our sides of the car. Shelly started the ignition and slowly pulled out of the driveway.

As we drove, it seemed like we were going in slow motion. I looked back and saw my house getting smaller and smaller as we drove farther, and soon enough the house was out of sight. I sighed as a tear slipped down my cheek. Shelly noticed and put her hand on top of mine.

"It'll be all right kiddo." She sighed trying to relax me. I flashed her a weak smile.

***

"Flight 286 to Sydney Australia is now boarding." We heard the woman's voice clearly through the nearly empty airport. I sighed as me and Shelly both stood up.

"Well kiddo, I'm gonna miss you. Even though we don't know each other very well, we got to know each other over the past week and what I know is that you are going to be good for Liz, help her out and turn into a lovely woman someday." Shelly said pulling me in for a hug.

"Don't go all mushy on me now, Shelly. And I'll miss you too. Thank you. For everything." I sniffled.

"Now go! Go live!" She said with an exited tone in her voice. I flashed her a smile and grabbed my carry on. I started walking to the terminal. Half way to I turned around.

"Thank you!" I yelled so Shelly could hear me.

"Have a nice life!" she yelled back.

I turned around and made my way. Once I approached the door I let out a shaky sigh and walked into the plane.

***

I walked off the plane, still groggy,and went to the luggage claim and took my four red suit cases. I walked over to the bathroom and as soon as I was going to open the door I saw a face that never changed.

"Aunt Liz?" I called. The woman shot around and her eyes widened, before she started to run towards me.

"Cecelia? Oh my god, you have grown up so much! You're beautiful! The last time I saw you, you had glasses and braces! Oh my the boys will love you!" she rambled on about random things. We grabbed my bags(after I peed of course) and were on our way to the house.

***

"Okay, so this is your room. Luke and the boys are in the garage practicing if you want to go see him. Dinner is at 6. Make yourself at home!" Aunt Liz explained once all of my suitcases were unpacked into my new room. She walked out of the room and I sat there for a bit, just taking in what was my room. It was so... me! I don't know how aunt Liz did it but she did!

After a while I thought it was about time I went to see Luke after all these years. I walked down the stairs and out to the garage. I peeked into one of the windows to the garage and saw four good looking guys with instruments, but one stood out, one was a familiar face.

I opened the door the slightest crack and peeked in.

"Luke?"

A/N

Hey guys. I'm sorry if this is terrible, it is my first story on Wattpad and I'm still working on it.

Thanks for reading! Love you! ~L xx