sydney

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by lukesclifford

by lukesclifford

They say when you fall in love there is no feeling quite like it in the world. You mantain the thought that you're life at that very moment has been put at a stand still, and the person you admire the most is the centre of you're attention. You hearken the little things they do. Whether it be the way they speak, the way theyir heart beats wildly while they hold you close, or even the way their eyes sparkle when they talk about something they're passionate about. The simple things remind you of them. It could be the song that played while you made out in the back seat of a car it could be a flower so beautiful it could only compare to them. You feel bewildered without them. When they're not stroking your hair or pressing kisses all over your neck or even just in the same room as you, you feel incomplete, you feel lost.

Yes, there is no feeling quite like love in the world.

No feeling quite like love until you experience heartbreak.

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Before

Aimi

I should have seen it coming, but I was blinded. I was blinded by the visions of smooth waves making they're way up and down the shore, by the sun setting leaving the sky to turn red. I knew my parents would try to sabotage my summer plans that I had been dreaming about for the past weeks. Californian summers are something that are not over rated at all. The sky stays that perfect shade of blue with no presence of clouds, the sun shines high all day until it bids a farewell for a few short hours, the water is warm no matter what time it is and the care free screams of teenagers can be heard across the city. I knew I wouldn't experience it this time. When my mother mentioned my aunt needing help settling into her new home in Australia I knew she would volunteer for me to be of assistance.

I know what you're thinking. Australia is an amazing place, especially Sydney where my aunt has moved to from upstate New York, but I have a life in Cali. It's my home. I'm a teenager I want to spend my summer days laid out on the beach with my friends as we discuss boy problems and sip smoothies. But those fantasies long disappeared when I arrived home from my last day of school to find my mother sitting at the breakfast bar with my favourite meal cooked and ready for me to eat. I then recognized it could only be bad news. At first, I refused. I lashed out, got angry, stayed at my friends for the night, but I knew I had to face it sometime. It was inevitable. I would spend my summer break in Australia whether I liked it or not.

So here I am, a week later sitting in the airport on my pink suitcase awaiting my plane. I examined the chipped nail polish that I forgot to remove the night before just to pass the time and to help me forget for a while but a frown had found a permanent position on my face ever since I left the house. If my friends were here right now, they would be taunting me about stress lines on my forehead and how it leads to early wrinkles as I age, but at this stage I couldn't care less.

"Flight 680 to Sydney with a stop over in Dubai, now boarding" A female, slightly chirpy voice boomed through the airport from the intercom. I stood up unwillingly and began to haul my suitcase behind me. For a teenage girl I knew how to pack light. Besides the fact that in order to make me feel better about the trip my father let me use some of my college savings on new clothes out in Sydney. It made it a tiny bit more bareable but all in all I still really did not want to venture to Australia.

"Thank you, I hope you have an amazing trip in Australia!" The woman at the ticket desk beamed as she handed me back my passport. I grunted quietly but returned the smile as best as I could.

"I do too.."

I stepped out from the plane and was instantly hit with a wave of heat. My mother told me it was winter in Australia right now but I found it hard to believe when I saw the outstanding number on the thermometer at the airport. I sauntered my way through the terminal. I recieved a message from my aunt just as I turned my phone back on stating she would be waiting for me in the airport. I didn't even get a chance to reply, she was already standing ahead of me with a smile plastered across her face. My stomach settled a bit more once I saw her. I adored my aunt Melissa. She was the youngest of my mothers sisters so I guessed she would be pretty easy to get along with, maybe she'd let me out to parties or something if I found people to go with. At least that's one positive thought.

"Aimi! Come here you!" She squealed in delight, grabbing me into a tight hug. I returned the hug just as tight as she did. The scent of her Chanel perfume filled my nostrills as I inhaled, and exhaled trying to relax, "I missed you so much darling"

I smiled lazily due to the long flight. The time difference was already starting to catch up on me.

Truth is, I really did miss my aunt. She lived on the other side of America (now, the other side of the world), so I didn't see her very often. She was possibly one of my favourite relatives. Right next to my cousin Jason who would be joining me in Australia in mid July. At least I'd have someone to keep me company if I get through June.

"I missed you too, Mel" I mumbled into her flower printed shirt. She let go and held me out at arm length. I could see her running her eyes up and down searching for change. She most likely found a lot, I haven't seen her since I was fourteen, which was two years ago.

"Look at you hey, you grew up so much! Where's that little girl that was obsessed with the Jonas Brothers gone?" She smirked, helping me with my bags. I scoffed jokingly.

"Dead and buried along with all her horrid Disney merch" I laughed. The cool breeze from the air conditioning in the airport hit me like a ton of bricks making me feel somewhat alive again. I was used to heat, but living in the West Coast, you always have a bit of air. Here however, it's dead humidty. I didn't know how much of it I could take.

The walk to Melissa's car was short. We talked about school, my hobbies and my interests, boyfriends, or lack of boyfriends I should say. Just the usual small talk you would have with your family after a long needed reunion. I liked talking about this stuff to Melissa though. I didn't feel as if I were being judged. My long line of snobby relatives would gasp in horror at the thought of a sixteen year old girl even speaking to a boy.

"Hungry?" Melissa asked turning on the radio once we got into her car. I didn't realise how hungry I was until she mentioned it. The thought of eating made my stomach rumble really loudly. I laughed lightly looking down at my tummy.

"I'll take that as a yes" She chuckled. I leaned my head against the cold window and watched the city go by. I was only here half an hour and I was already feeling a little lonely.

This is going to be a long ass summer.

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sooooo heres the deal

i know i only got 7 reads or whatever on the prologue but like i couldnt wait any longer IDK

btw im doing a looking for alaska thing before the 'incident' and after it ok

I edited this like a little bitch at like 6 am this morning bc i couldnt sleep so yall BETTER ENJOY IT AND MAYBE VOTE IT OR EVEN BE REALLY NICE AND LEAVE ME A CUTE COMMENT BC IM A NICE PERSON AND WE COULD BE FRIENDS

ok whatever and i know this chapter is rlly boring and stuff but it needed to be added or else like youd be mega confused about how she got there and stuff right????

but hey ive already started writing chapter two and im really excited bc its really funny so far and really good i have a gr8 feeling about this

so yh ily all who read just plz show me ur alive and gimme a comment or summin

SO MUCH LOVE 4 U ALL XXXXXXXX